I'm tired of being sad.

I want to watch Clone High and eat brownies.

"I'm a mess!"

Fuck.

So, I'm in a RESTARPID mood. Can't seem to shake it.

"Shake it, shake shake it."I need a job. I need to get out of the house. I'm just irritable. The rain blows. Today it was sunny, but I slept most of my day away. Stupid. Then the lake where I like to run was closed ( Read more... )

Ummmmm, what?

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2005/02/18/BAGM9BDI191.DTL

I just laughed so hard it took me a full five minutes to recover. What caused this, you ask?

"so I'll say my least favorite: Mr. Eckle (may his kneecaps be gobbled up by rabid tasmanian devils)"Thank you David, I needed that ( Read more... )

*watches wheelchair man whiz by...*

Chocolate covered pretzels will be the death of me.

But what a wonderful way to go, eh?

Ok, time to get in le shower. Chao!

Bleotch!

Eventful day.

Graham shadowed me at work, told me the clown joke, christened he street with loose change and introduced me to his retarded cat. To top things off, I got to chat with his Mum and try Vegimite ( Read more... )

Favorite bit of nonsense of the day:

Me: "He seems to have a bit of a preoccupation with penises..."

Adri: "That's where we get along!"

Eh???

Yup.