Quiz Time!
The "How well do I know my significant other" quiz.

1. Sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen?
CSI, something about adoption, child birth, or gruesome accidents and surgery, Family Guy.

2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does s/he get on her/his salad?
Ranch or Thousand Island.

3. What's ( Read more... )

 I have a job now.  I work for Sutherland again, this time doing web and java server support.  Fun stuff.  I'm thinking of trying to leverage it into a career in the IT security field.

Furthermore, Pineapple and I should be moving out soon.  YAY!!!!

More to come.

Murph

Code Monkey get up, get coffee.
Code Monkey go to job.
Code Monkey have boring meeting
With boring manager Rob.

Rob say Code Monkey very diligent,
But his output stink.
His code not functional or elegant.
What do Code Monkey think?

Code Monkey think maybe manager wanna write goddamn login page himself.
Code Monkey not say it out loud.
Code Monkey not crazy, ( Read more... )

I get to go see a neurologist.  Yippee freakin skippy.  I really hope she doesn't find anything ( Read more... )

I feel like absolute crap.  For the second time today, I thought of something mildly important that I wanted to do, and then promptly forgot it.  It was the same damn thing both times.  I'm sitting here trying to remember what it was and having absolutely no luck.  It's fucking irritating.  I've also been unbalanced and sleepy today.  I also seem ( Read more... )

Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker, Tits ( Read more... )

Today, I attempt to get pictures of the goldsquishes. I'll post them as soon as that works. Otherwise, I don't plan on doing much, as I feel sort of like ass. No contact from any of the places I've applied. That blows. Hopefully soon...

More later, especially if there's fishy pictures.

Update: (BETTER) FISHY PICTURES!!! First, pictures of the ( Read more... )

But that's alright.  I'll live ( Read more... )

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The car broke down last night.  This makes job hunting rather difficult, as there's nothing withing 5 miles of my house other than gas stations and fast food.  We also don't have a functioning bus line in this town.  Bastards.  And it's the clutch.  Even worse.  Time for an education in transmissions, I guess.  Then I get back to job hunting ( Read more... )