Lazy Day

On Friday Lucy went on a work Yay Day. This is a novel concept where one’s work treats one to nice things, other than free internet and a regular wage.

Sophie and I don’t know anything about Yay, working as we do in unglamorous industries, with little cash dollars, even for stationery. But there are all sorts of other Days that we thought of, whilst at work, working hard. You know.

Flay Day

When you get to torture everyone you hate.

Lay Day

Where people who aren’t professoinal experts on things get to talk about those things/have sex with people/sleep.

Entree Day

When everything is bite-sized.

Melee Day

Where everyone gets involved a noisy and confused situation.

Gay Day

See above, Yay Day.

— lalaz & oafie

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6 responses to “Lazy Day

  1. ruby (the other one)

    what about … fey day? where you flounce onto chaise louges in puffy shirts while whining consumptively about some girl?

    before dying a virgin in rome?

    I’M LOOKING AT YOU, JOHN KEATS.

  2. Keats a virgin? My arse!

    Isn’t that poem ‘Bright Star’ they’re currently making into a movie starring Abbie (‘I broke up Reese Witherspoon’s marriage which was actually a good thing for her as she’s now dating Jake (‘way hotter’) Gyllenhal’) Cornish all about his lover’s swelling breasts, etc, etc?

    I reckon he and Charles Lamb shared a few Gay Days themselves.

    How about ‘touchee day’, where everyone goes about making witty retorts/beating each other in a hearty round of fencing?

  3. I have no idea how those emoticons got there. They’re sort of sleazy, actually…

  4. ruby (the other one)

    hmm, maybe i stand corrected. scholars are divided on the matter, apparently. i’m largely going on Byron’s manly denunciation of “Keats’ piss-a-bed poetry.”

    “Isn’t that poem ‘Bright Star’ they’re currently making into a movie starring Abbie (’I broke up Reese Witherspoon’s marriage which was actually a good thing for her as she’s now dating Jake (’way hotter’ 😉 Gyllenhal’ 😉 Cornish all about his lover’s swelling breasts, etc, etc?”

    on this, can i just say i noticed (and probably wrote, rather more unspectacularly than Keats) about boobs long before i ever got near them… this hardly constitutes hard evidence, user Oafie.

    harumph, &c.

  5. as the distributor of the above mentioned film (for Australia & NZ), i can say with authority that Keats never did actually consummate his relationship with Fanny Brawne – at least not in celluloid.

    as the participant in the above mentioned “Yay Day”, i can say with authority that the yayness of said day can be outweighed by the decidedly UNYAYness of today at workplace. the letters “O”, “H” and “S” feature heavily.

  6. wow, Fanny Brawne. couldn’t get more of an ambiguous, half-homo, half-raging fembot name if you tried.

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