It's been a most unfortunate week for computers in the Penner dump.
First there was a devestating incident involving black cherry soda and my laptop. Tom was kind enough to share his (my old) computer with me. Until.
He bought World of Warcraft.
It's been fun, internet and internet buddies. See you when Tom gets bored.
...10-15 years...

All right. I just saw "Sin City" for the first time, and I'm way too excited about it. Mostly because my movie-watching of late has consisted of "The Longest Yard," "Hitch" (don't EVEN get me STARTED on that piece of shit. I almost threw up when I saw that a man wrote it. "Man," rather), "Fever Pitch" (watched immediately after Hitch, so I would've ( Read more... )

Going too far looks like this.

You know what?
Feelings are filthy and wrong.
And I hate feeling them.
Boooooo reality.
Wine.

Somewhere there's a puppy mill charging $2000 for "Bassadores." My dog is a Bassadore - basset/lab, for those of you who haven't had the pleasure of hearing me ramble about the dog ( Read more... )

Mmmm, time consuming. And wonderful.

Whoa grammar.
How about,
"I have my second interview at a vet's office tomorrow"?
Better.
It went well, thank you.

The internet no longer entertains me.
There are no games that interest me.
There are no downloads I haven't downloaded.
*sigh*
I have my second interview for a receptionist position at a vet tomorrow. I'm excited. I want the job. Cuz. Animals are fuzzy and loveable.

Billy Bragg isn't as much fun as I want him to be.
Neither are games.
I need a new game to be addicted to.

I feel like doing something. Something...to annoy somebody. Like going and poking a bum in the arm over and over again. Or tripping people as they walk out of the grocery store.
...I need a job.