Friday, February 17, 2006
Cranked up really high
My old roomate convinced me to enter a 1o K race against the marines at the local base. It is over tires, obstacles, ropes, hills, mud etc .... This is June 10th. I need to start training. This could be catastrophic at so many levels. 10 K is my upper limit, the other shit is going to break me in half.
Lions and monkeys, in harmony
Little Thingies' pictures reminded me that I have this one picture that I need to share with the world at large.

Where did this stuffed-animal pornography come from? My friend went to a open house and wandered around the bedrooms. She came across the lion and the monkey and quickly got an idea in her head and snapped a quick picture. Then my other friend came into the room and got aghast and made her un-pose the animals.

Where did this stuffed-animal pornography come from? My friend went to a open house and wandered around the bedrooms. She came across the lion and the monkey and quickly got an idea in her head and snapped a quick picture. Then my other friend came into the room and got aghast and made her un-pose the animals.
Just a quickie

Gotta wait till after renovations are done, then I'll have a system that blows clothes off women. You gotta see the home theater that I have lined up and waiting to be hooked in. See this dial here? It goes up to 11.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Finally hanging with the cool kids
I wonder if I'm just getting more crusty as I get older. I'm older than a couple of the kids that I hang out with school and sometimes I cannot take their endless yammering about things that you would find the kids on The OC arguing about. Or maybe I just need to chill out more?
xcharlesbronsonx, you'repretty chill, what's your secret? Especially since you're constantly surrounded by younger students that must yammer on all the time. How do you keep from snapping? Do I need to start drinking at 9 in the morning so that I have a sufficient buzz to last me throughout the day?
xcharlesbronsonx, you'repretty chill, what's your secret? Especially since you're constantly surrounded by younger students that must yammer on all the time. How do you keep from snapping? Do I need to start drinking at 9 in the morning so that I have a sufficient buzz to last me throughout the day?
fucked up but looking good!
So the guy showed up today. Nothing happened. He seemed like a high functioning schizophrenic. My boss totally wigged out for nothing. My respect for the boss has dropped by a magnitude of a hundred. Such a pussy. In the end, I felt bad for the guy. He seemed like a nice guy. A little kooky, but nice nonetheless. Now I feel bad.
Also, I got called out by some old cyclist today. He was checking out my bike (Santa Cruz Roadster, only the toughest road bike ever made). I said hi to him and he ignored me. He was decked out in his fruity cycling clothes. I would understand wanting to wear that stuff if he was sponsored, but I am sure he wasn't. And why would you want to rep Trek of all companies. Trek=squishy old dude bike. At the green light I tore out of there. He caught up in no time and said "It the pants, you got to lose the pants." I was wearing my GI Joe camo shorts. Oh well. I ended up drafting behind him. Homeslice couldn't lose me that easily. Just more evidence that road cyclists are wankers.
Also, I got called out by some old cyclist today. He was checking out my bike (Santa Cruz Roadster, only the toughest road bike ever made). I said hi to him and he ignored me. He was decked out in his fruity cycling clothes. I would understand wanting to wear that stuff if he was sponsored, but I am sure he wasn't. And why would you want to rep Trek of all companies. Trek=squishy old dude bike. At the green light I tore out of there. He caught up in no time and said "It the pants, you got to lose the pants." I was wearing my GI Joe camo shorts. Oh well. I ended up drafting behind him. Homeslice couldn't lose me that easily. Just more evidence that road cyclists are wankers.
We're gonna need to go ahead and move you downstairs into storage B...
I took the afternoon off and got a Hep B shot. I normally don't mind needles but this one hurt. I still have a hole in my arm and it's all sore.
So we're interviewing for the position of "Disgruntled Goat" for this blog. We already have a candidate in mind.
And I figured that I shouldn't be posting from work in case I have anything abusive I wanna say.
So we're interviewing for the position of "Disgruntled Goat" for this blog. We already have a candidate in mind.
And I figured that I shouldn't be posting from work in case I have anything abusive I wanna say.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Much hilarity ensues ...
We have a special visitor in the lab tomorrow. The boss at work wants all of us there at work tomorrow in case anything bad happens. That makes no sense at all, I am going to hang out at the student union building instead and chat with the ladies. No sense in experiencing first hand what it is like to be shot at. The visitor left the lab years ago and has stopped taking his meds. He is a paranoid schizophrenic. He told the lab head he would be dropping by the lab at 3 pm for a chat. Yeah fucking right!
Last I heard he lives in a shipping container on the driveway of his house. Something about the steel walls blocking the mind reading waves from the "K-people."
Should be interesting.
Anyone else waiting for the Palm Sunday Integrity release? Dwid is for realz.
"The Cleveland motherfucking kids know what violence is to a man, this goes out to all the mean motherfuckers! This one is called Dawn of a New APOCALYPSE!!!!!!" - DWID
Last I heard he lives in a shipping container on the driveway of his house. Something about the steel walls blocking the mind reading waves from the "K-people."
Should be interesting.
Anyone else waiting for the Palm Sunday Integrity release? Dwid is for realz.
"The Cleveland motherfucking kids know what violence is to a man, this goes out to all the mean motherfuckers! This one is called Dawn of a New APOCALYPSE!!!!!!" - DWID
Everything must go...
Saturday night got off to a raging start (large Japanese beers, sake, Stella, Red Headed Sluts). Then it ended with a whimper at some crappy frat party. The two kegs were tapped out, the music was crappy and the people were shitty. I don't understand how some people think dressing like Bart Simpson is cool. What is up with the shitty spiky hair gel thing??? Do they know they look brokeback? Shitty shit shit party. Now I know I did not miss anything in college by avoiding the asshat frat boys.
I came home defeated and cried into my pillow.
I came home defeated and cried into my pillow.
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