Hi.. this is me.. entertaining me… at work.. not working… just want to go home… blah…
Wow. Typing is fun. Let’s type some more. I’ve chatted up Billy. I’ve chatted up Skittles. I’ve chatted up JamesT until he had to leave. I’ve chatted up Jimmy until we ran out of words… I’ve even tried to chat up Jason, but he’s letting me down. He’s too busy to reply, but he’s happy to read anything i type his way. That’s only entertaining for so long.
I really have to fix these forms for Prudential. I keep getting spam from people filling out their forms. I NEED to fix them, but I cannot concentrate today. My eyes barely focus on the screen. I feel disconnected, both from the non-stop headache (which is also bringing on a nice dizziness) and probably from the Tylenol Cold pill I took for the congestion.
So, anyway.. instead of working hard… yeah, I’m here posting, rambling.. and sharing now with you the funniest thing I have read all day:
i dreamed about pickle-o’s last night. the boi woke me up in the middle of the night, and i swore that he asked me if i wanted him to go buy me some pickle-o’s, and i nodded and smiled really big and fell back down onto my pillow. but when i asked him about it this morning and he had no idea what i was talking about, i knew it had all been a dream.
Oh that Magoo.
Billy is trying to figure out what the Fab Four‘s super powers are. The cheese posse is, of course, the fab four he is referring to. Apparently he has all but Maggie figured out. Kit can summon people out of nowhere. He didn’t specify Stacy’s, but it is something to do with entertaining people she doesn’t know… Mine has something to do with causing strange sexual situations to occur. So, Billy is apparently having another party, on the 18th, and wants to make sure we all attend so he can see us in action, and figure Maggie out.
Damn I hate this rearrangement of chairs in engineering. Now I get to sit here and listen to Marc and Sean converse about work crap loudly all day, which thankfully doesn’t involve me, but is distracting and annoying none-the-less.
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that’s easy. my superpower(s) are psychoanalysis and extreme bartending.
word. i have mad blender skillz.
January 7, 2003 @ 7:39 am