A brief conversation at work:

Me: "Pete, you are a gay robot."
Pete: "I'm not a robot!"

You know that you've been playing too many videogames when your fingers default to the WASD keys.

Cream liqueur works surprisinly well with hot, unsweetened tea! I just had a mini sitting on my desk and I thought "Eh, sure!" I dumped the whole thing in (50ml). I think it was the brand I used that added the specialness. Sylk Cream. I think it's the heather honey that makes it work ( Read more... )

Justin was awesomely right all that time ago about GWAR. I should have looked them up again ( Read more... )

Talked for almost an hour with Melissa today. That gets a "Woo!". She's a girl from town that is going to UWEC for school. All up ons. She's cool. You'd like her unless you have an allergic reaction to awesome chicks. I'm going to start selling my plasma so's I can go to Seattle, yo! I should be able to make the trip in a couple of years.

But seriously, I don't know who the hell this Vern Reid guy is but he's got the right idea.
Here are your Milwaukee ninja instructions.
Make me a ninja, pretty please!

I listened to Sullivan by Caroline's Spine. I cried. Dammit. First time I heard it in years and it still gets me. I should stay away from Grave of the Fireflies for a while.

Carving a path through my room to glory and freedom. What treasures along the way!

I began working at a bar tonight. It was nice. There was something very simple about the way I was able to make people happy there. All I did was bring them peanuts and check their IDs. It's amazing how amplified a gesture as simple as a bowl of peanuts can become. I'm working in a bar. God is in his heaven and all is right in the world.

There is something vile and unrepentant about marmalade. Marmalade does not change for you and thus stakes it's claim in our world. Damn you, marmalade. I love you so.
It's my mother's birthday today. Her age is equal to the answer of the ultimate question.