Katherine Anderson

I know the last few entries I’ve posted have been relatively intelligent musings on art and such, but since I can’t access my regular blog from work (and in consideration of the fact that my brain seems to have liquefied) I fear I’m going to have to subject you all to what is running through my head right now. Which is…

Absolutely nothing. Because I’m sitting in my office on my second to last day working for the Inner Ring of Hell Department Stores, owned by the conglomerate known as Satan’s Playground Retail Systems, listening to the one and only radio station that comes in clearly…yes people…easy listening. The monotony broken only by ads for the New Kids on the Block reunion concert. I’m so TOTALLY getting tickets. I so m still so bored I want to poke myself in the eye just for something to do. Now where is my exacto knife??