Hi!!

Why hello there. My goal is to share the day-to-day of your basic cubicle Queen.  A desk rider, office chair jockey...whatever u wanna call it. This isnt going to be a profound experience but a vessel for all those not on solitary cube confinement. Today, my cube is killing me. Literally, I'm convinced I'm allergic to the cubicle fibers. But, its a new year.. omg!! Like, Happy New Year...... Sarcasm.....

So, here's day to 2012. Everyone wants to lose weight. My idea is to think like a prisioner... A jailbird. Every person I've ever met that was ever in jail has said this: working out kept them sane. So, since I feel like this place is making me insane, I'm going to apply the jailbird theory.  Every hour, do 2 sets of jumping jacks in my cell. In the middle of a phone call??? Put them on hold!!! Screw it!! It's ur health and sanity! "Can I put u on a brief hold? Yes? Thank you!" Then, bam! Get up and do ur 2 sets of 10 jumping jacks.... It'll take a minute. Who cares if the coworker sitting across in their cell gives u the crazy eye or if ppl yell "EARTHQUAKE!!!" Goal is to get ur lazy, desk riding ass up. Maybe there cattle ass will get motivated to move around a little too.

There u have it. An idea for day one of your 25+ yr sentence. A way to get a little exercise in, giggle a little and get a little boob sweat going.

Xoxo,
A Cubicle Queen