I totally fucking forgot about dressing for the occasion today. That would be because when I woke up I remembered all of us bigwigs were cleaning the attic at work today. And it’s just hard to carry all that trash up and down three inch wide stairs…without having to worry about your boobs slipping out and exposing themselves (ala Beyonce) to every single human you work with.

So…good job to all those boobs who proved cleavage does not cause an earthquake.

Although, I am almost kind of sad. It would be kind of neat to be all angry and tell all of the female internets to show all their boobs which would then result in an earthquake…which would TOTALLY show my boss that I AM a force to be reckoned with and he should think twice before making me get up in the attic again and miss the next Boobquake.