JJst chillin with Mark... he doesn't know what LJ is, so I'm demonstrating.

I'm sleepy. It's been a long day. And, yeah, I realize that's totally a fuckin' cliche, but listen here pal... I flew back in time three hours, okay? That's right, I crossed three timezones into the past. Which means my day has been three hours longer than yours. That is, unless you also crossed back through time. In which case, I apologize. May I ( Read more... )

"Informer you no say daddy me Snow me I'll go blame ( Read more... )

Mr. Johnson: (scanning over a resume) Well, Mr. Reeves, I have to say that your application looks superb, and you're charming as sin. You come off as a real team player.

Sam Reeves: (blank face, smiling) Certainly sir ( Read more... )

"Everything means nothing to me" plays with triumphant understatement in the background of my morning. I see a kid, with an ear-flap toque on his head. This kid, with his bubblegum smile and his my-mommy-dresses-me snowsuit, stares at me. He asks me "when are you thinking of disappearing" with a look he doesn't realize he's giving me. I smile and ( Read more... )

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It's an odd thing, being here, watching the snow fill the sky ( Read more... )

And in that time I've managed to commit at least 4 out of the 7 deadlies. Wanna guess which ( Read more... )

Insomniacs of the world: unite! It's your night to reclaim. I'll join you, if only for the snacks. Meetings must have snacks, by the way. In case no one told you insomniacs, all meetings always have snacks. No one goes to a meeting that doesn't have snacks. Got it? Can we move on ( Read more... )

Why do you read me ( Read more... )