Hot Damn

I've been eating some damn good food this week ya'll.

I had an interesting dinner last night with 3 generations of Italian/Puerto Rican women. It's certainly an experience that all should be subjected to. Holy crap that lasagna was great.

I then went to band practice and fell asleep during a break.

I'm totally siked about hearing the delightfulness of Big Gray in all his glory tomorrow night. Should be incredible. I've been listening to his songs for a while now, and it'll be cool to hear them in person.

Quiz bowl should kick ass. I just hope my team members show up, for we will surely be dominant.

Oh how the mighty have fallen

Phil Spector used to make damn good records. Then he went crazy and killed his girlfriend. Now he looks like this.

Hey! Episode III didn't suck!

For once, I agree with the esteemed barrister Mikey K. The new Star Wars movie is pretty badass. Yes, there are certainly moments of cringe-worthy lines and delivery of said lines, yet the total badassness of the rest of the movie kinda make up for it. I saw what I wanted to see, pretty much. I was a little bothered by the fact that it seemed to be really easy to kill jedi masters, but I guess they had to get the story going.

Anakin is a total badass. He's just kinda stupid and childish.

Well, that's my 2 cents.

The Sickness

Ya'll, I've been sick for the last few days if anybody was wonderin'. I went to the doctor Monday and he gave me a shitload of free antibiotics. Those things kick ass. Seriously. I felt better the next morning.

So, I suppose I'm going to see Ep. III tonight. I'm sure everything will be like I expect and I will not be quite as dissappointed as I normally am about the prequels. Verily, it will be dissappointing nonetheless.

I got some awesome news today, by the way. If you wanna know what it is, just ask me.

Wanna go for a ride?

Well folks, I have my real car up here in Athens for a little while. My Honda is in the shop down there in Savannah, so I had to drive up the Tempest. This car is magnificent. It's almost 40 years old and hauls ass. Anyway, if anybody wants to cruise or somethin', lemme know. Good times will be had.

Fat Rednecks and Frisbee

The beach is totally awesome.

Random

I think that my experiment with no headphones at work is going to work. I feel like I need to make my work as horrible as it possibly can be so that I'll get off my ass and get another job.

I'm intentionally driving myself insane.

Dissatisfaction has been running rampant as of late, with a lot of things.

I am now staring at my Lego "desk buddy." He's pretty cool.

My boss just looked back here and gave my coworker and I the "come here" motion with her index finger. Man, that shit pisses me off.

On a more positive note, I'd like to give much props to kenniebloggins for making me laugh out loud while reading an old post of his. It was a story about a guy going into a bar and earning a fight and a fuck. I suggest that everyone read it.

late for work

I borrowed some headphones and listened to this hilarious call.

real? you be the judge.

dammit

My headphone wire at work was run over at work by a vacuum cleaner and has subsequently been severed. I made a valiant attempt at reconnecting the wires, but to no avail. The damn things still won't work. I don't know why it won't work....

Anyway, I'm very surprised at how much I actually depended on these headphones. They're like my escape into the real world, or my real world where things actually happen and you're not just sitting there with a blank stare. Either I get new headphones or a new job. New life? This headphone situation may be a life-changing experience. An epiphany, if you will. This is the new saucy. And I ain't takin' no crap or shitty, boring jobs.

Pacman

I feel very much like Pacman today at work. There is a huge maze of bookcarts loaded with books throughout the office and I'm having to dodge fellow coworkers and supervisors much like Inky, Blinky, etc...

All I need is some huge pieces of fruit randomly floating around and I'm all set. It would also be nice if I could make others in the office run away from me and hide in a little room for a while. I suppose that's possible if my psychotic fantasies were to come to fruition...