This conversation was totally work related too

Me: http://www.theawl.com/2010/04/nasa-sending-humanoid-robot-to-space-station-to-kill-astronauts
Coworker: He's like a Ninja
Me: he does bicep curls!
Coworker: I see that. I think of it more as a bow staff
He's literate too
Me: no, later in the vid he works out with a dumbell
I smell robocize potential
Coworker: I see it now. 20 lbs is weak
he isn't even going all the way
Me: don't tell robonaut his form is off
he might cut you
Coworker: LOL true
Me: and then draw inappropriate cartoon anatomy on your face
robonaut's such a jerk
Coworker: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

blargh

Hey body, you and me have to have a little talk. I love you, I really do. Well, I love you most of the time. Anyways, you've always been so damn regular when it comes to telling me I'm not pregnant every month, so this business where I never know when you're going to start shedding our uterine lining? It's really got to stop. Last month, you were a week late, and while that did garner me the awesome nickname of 'Plan B' by my softball team, it was hella annoying. And now this month, you're a week early. Can we go back to the time when I could guess the start of shark week within a day, maybe two max? Those days were fun.

P.S. Please stop getting hit by softballs. It hurts and you're messing up my summer legs.