so stressed from werk my right hip is sore.
WTF.
which seems a minor complaint considering andrew koenig was so clinically depressed that he committed suicide.
but fuck it man i am so effing tired.
February 25, 2010
February 24, 2010
hey dumbass, i emailed you for a reason. so you can have the how-to in writing. read, dammit. stop thinking you’re so smart. if you were, you wouldn’t be calling me for help in the first place.
February 17, 2010
caved. bought a “gaming” mouse. from logitech (squirm). next purchase — gaming mouse pad. i don’t even fps. standard ms optical just doesn’t cut it in extended gaming sessions though.
ate lunch too early. wanna sleep. or, if i was home, plunder diabro2.
February 10, 2010
caught sex and candy on the radio driving home today. flashback from the 90’s. youtube’d it just for kicks cuz i missed the video. someone commented about the ‘95 rule — music went to shit past 1995. true that. can’t think of any single song or band that moves me from the 2000 decade. all a blur of Processed Crap. unlike back in the day when a song defined a moment in your life and you carried that memory with you.
February 7, 2010
affectation of the moment is dropping the word “situation” here and there. and saying stuff like “quit the sphere” a lot. yieah. i’ve been rollicking amid a self-imposed austen fest. joy! sure the romance is sweet and all — the men though, so yummy. even shifty willoughby. i think the only one that truly bugs is bingley’s ridiculous head of red in the kiera knightly p&p. so. damn. yucky!!
February 5, 2010
the truly nerdy. i’d stick the spector higher up, add in jensen, make miyamoto-san #1, and tuck trevor chan in there somewhere. but hey, the list makes me giggle anyway.
i find it ironic that my so-called creative talents are submerged and i’m looking for a job in the tech field. computers, logic, and reasoning are also hobbies of mine — so really, i’m still making money off of my personal interests. being a cpa would kill me. explaining software to idiots may try my patience but i’d much rather yammer on about computer-y stuff than plug numbers into a balance sheet.