a faint scent of pineapple

is hovering stagnant in my office. why? because my fruit cup spilled inside my purse...my vacuum sealed fruit cup. *sucks teeth* all the contents of my purse are scattered across my desk while my purse airs out. it probably needs to be sponged down but i don't have a sponge. i have to do something to it or else my favorite everyday target (the t is silent) bag will forever be pineapple scented and crusty on the inside.

i'd like to take this time to mention that i'm so mad at gym class heroes for blaspheming the sanctity of jermaine stewart's pro-abstinence anthem, "we don't have to take our clothes off" ((by the by, this would be a great place to insert jermaine's video but my job is not having that. maybe this will be a placeholder for later)) with their twisted rendition. as if these kids weren't fast enough already.