Thinking in vain...

I kinda forgot to check the zucchini this week. Therefore, I have one over 2 feet long. Oops.

Via FFFFound >> Flickr. Yeah, that shirt irritates me too.

Dear WeHeartIt,

I never wanted to see Amputee porn*. Now I can't continue to make that life choice.


-Me


*I'm not trying to be discrimanitory towards amputees especially since it's not just the amputee porn, but that was especially shocking on my work monitor. The regular porn is getting old too. Don't you people have better things to do in the middle of the night than heart still shots of porn? And yes, I realize that I can mark things unsafe, but weird people mark things like this unsafe and then I don't see cool images.

That thing on my plate - the purple thing - is a red onion I roasted last night.

I just noticed it look like a slug.

Kinda feels like a slug.

I'm not hungry anymore.

Every McDonald's within the listening area of a local radio station is giving away free breakfast and coffee to all first responders who come in in their uniforms.

And there's way too much argument going on about whether or not to light the damn star. BTW - they're turning it off. They turned it off for September 11th too.

I also don't think some people realize how much of their tax money it wastes to change the bulbs on that thing....

http://www.remembrance.vt.edu/

The client sent the ad back, designed, for me to tweak = If it looks like crap, not my fault.

Me feeling under the weather = I'll probably lose a couple of pounds.

My Mom being told to take it easy = I got to spend the whole weekend with her.

I've been informed that I'm too high strung and that I need to relax or I may give myself a stroke.


btw - I was a little worried about mercury poisoning yesterday...


***Title refers to Fred's shirt that I can't find anymore...

So I finally got with the times and started using a RSS reader... I'm procrastinating efficiently now. :)

Totally won a free lunch today because I knew an answer to a trivia question.

Irish Saint Brendan the Voyager was supposed to have discovered the Americas a thousand years before Columbus.

So having to read The Voyage of St. Brendan in college won me a free lunch. The only other thing I really remember on cue from that class is about Irish heroes and how they calculate Easter.

Kinda awesome.

It's also my boss's birthday on Monday (what a kick-ass birthday) and I'm trying to figure out something to get him.

More later...

I got a raise today and a good 6 month review.


Also: I bought "Supernatural Superserious" from R.E.M.'s new album on iTunes yesterday – I hearts it.

If you didn't know that I was a bit of a hypochondriac or maybe with this I would be paranoid - either way, now you do.

I have sufficiently freaked myself the hell out this morning: 4.1 Million American's Drinking Water Contaminated. The comments are making me feel mildly better....


Another thing: funniest comment so far though is from youbastid

Now I can get my drugs in more places, like Losangebostonyorkicago.

I was going to write about my day (the drive up here was awesome) - but I am officially on the slowest laptop in the world. It's mine. I keep meaning to update and fix it and then don't and then end up in some hotel room very far away cursing myself for not doing it.

I can't get through a sentence without it giving me the beachball. Anyways. Smile, the week's half over. :)

I'm trying to log out and I get this:

403 Forbidden: The server understood the request, but is refusing to fulfill it.

Damn it. I'm going to try Safari. Maybe it's a problem with Firefox. Me and Firefox are going to fight if it doesn't start behaving.


UPDATE: No, it's a Twitter problem. Firefox isn't out of the doghouse yet though.

toothpastefordinner.com

I think I hurt my arm. Specifically I think I pulled a muscle in my bicep. Basically because I'm an idiot - ow, it hurts to type - and because I have nothing else better to write about. Unless you want to hear about what I did last night or the stupid Lectric Shave commercial. That. They. Will. Not. Stop. Playing. It's so creepy too... "Wake up your whiskers!" Yeah, didn't think so...

Now you wouldn't think this would hurt my arm. I was carrying books. 4 books to be exact. Yeah, they're design books - but not the big ones. I cleaned off my bookcases and had extra books, so I figured I'd just bring them to work. They weren't that heavy when I left the house. It took me about 6 minutes to figure out how to get everything in my hands and out of the car. The parking attendant is staring at me the whole time - then I remembered why it was so difficult. I'd stopped for coffee (btw, the drive-thru has been around for like 60 years - how do people not know how these things work???? MOVE.)

Also, the walk to my office is a LOT longer than the one from my house to my car. I almost dropped the books when some random person honked and waved at me. I don't think I knew the person. Either way - if you see someone struggling like I was, how about we not honk at them when you're less than a foot away and scare the shit out of them.

Also, getting in a door with an arm full of books and a cup of coffee is a challenge as well. Next time, I will hopefully think this out a little more - but I can't guarantee that. I gotta take a break - my arm hurts.

We've got another college in the area on lockdown.

UPDATE: Seems like nothing happened or well I guess I should say no one got hurt and they don't think shots were fired. Don't know what's going on.

Also a guy I went to highschool with was arrested for prostitution. He's a teacher.

It's... back.

And it's loud. And it's acting odd. At 6:20am every morning this week, he lets out an excruciatingly loud and 2 second long call and then... nothing. Other birds start at around 7:00am... but he just chirps once. Perhaps he is know officially the King of All Birds in my little area of the neighborhood and he doesn't have to show off like he did last year.

This also reminds me that I need to trim the holly bush. Because this makes him go away.

UPDATE - 2.21.2008: I spoke too soon. He went all out this morning. Damn bird.

Or deficiency, whatever.

If someone spells something wrong in an email, I will sometimes spell it wrong back so they don't think I'm calling them out on their mistake.

Yeah, I know... very weird.

You ever chew gum so long it makes you nauseous?

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It's a small world. Sometimes too small.

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Does my picture REALLY have to go with a news release about me?

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Anybody know a good program - online - that will work with iCal? I read of a good one somewhere on a blog I trust and now I don't remember it.

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I need a haircut.

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I forgot the rest because I didn't write them down.

That space I leave between me and the car in front of me. On the interstate. When I'm going 70mph. It's so I don't die, not so that you can whip into that space and almost cause a wreck.

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You wouldn't be riding your breaks so much if you weren't tailgating that poor person.

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I'd so submit these people's license plates to that website for bad drivers, but for some reason I worry about my karma.

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Remember the client I was never a fan of?

Well, he was told I was leaving and he goes, "Is it because of me?"

A jerk AND narcissistic.

It's probably not a good idea to ask me to spot you while you try to bench press 215lbs.

No worries, I didn't kill him, but my arms hurt.