*Well it’s one for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready,
Now go, cat, go!
But don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.*
I’m quite sure I’ve developed a problem with my tonsils, see, I think they’re too big. Sometimes I snort when I laugh…is that a problem, necessarily? Mebbe not. Sometimes when I do it it makes other people start laughing…especially if I was the only one laughing in the first place. BUT. It calls into question whether or not they’re laughing AT me or WITH me, and I would really like to know which it is until I realize I will do ANYTHING for a laugh, so it really makes no difference in the long run. Perhaps it’s neither, and they’re laughing at my circumstances…for instance, maybe I’M not what’s funny, but something that exerts force on me is…like the fact that I may have developed a problem with my tonsils…
My fingers smell like garlic and my eyes sting from the onions in the next room.
*I’m getting a colonoscopy in the morning,
Ding, dong the bells are going to chime.
Kick up a rumpus but don’t lose the compass.
Get me to the Doc’s, get me to the Doc’s,
For Pete’s sake get me to the Doc’s on time.”*
I finally got all nine turkeys finished this evening. I stayed a few minutes late at work to complete the last one. Now all I have to do is work on the eighteen wings then help the kids with the necklaces Monday morning. The eyes make them look goofy and bug-eyed. I guess it could be considered cute but to me they look like they are all on speed.
My fingers are cold. Really cold.
and now I get to go home and make cookies for 200 people.
Yay.
Yeah, I’ll do that too. Of course, the company I work for seems to be actually lowering their design specifications all the time.
Some day I’ll show up in R&D and calmly relate to them the hell we’re going through over at tech support because they keep screwing up. Or maybe I’ll go all kung-fu’ey on them. Depends on how many more calls I get about the YAISD-2 port on the new ML model pinging the wrong dish after every. F***ing. Reboot.
Well, it’s a living. :rolleyes:
Of course it’s common knowlege that there are more proghorned antelope than people in the state of Wyoming.
My fish have no names. I think that’s why they stay alive.
Wait, one died last week. Got stuck to the filter for no particular reason. Never mind. Maybe I should name my fish.
Tonight is a perfect night to eat popcorn and M&M’s.
Pens keep disappearing.
The other day, I left 3 black pens on my desk and when I came in the next evening, they were gone.
The pens are gone.
And Thanksgiving is my least favorite holiday.
this chese is boring
I did something to my right hand when I was younger (well that would have to be case I guess). And now I can only do the Vulcan “Live long and prosper” sign properly with my left hand.
Wow, I’m glad I got that off my chest.
It’s freakin’ stuck to the soul of my chew!
I have a phone interview today at 1:00pm. I am going to do the interview in my pajamas.
Gog and Magog were sitting on a bridge. Gog fell off. Who was left?
Phenylalanine: contains phenylketonurics
67!
Can I finish? Can I finish? CanIfinishCanIfinishCanIfinish?
gosh, i went to the movies 3 days ago and ate more than half a big bucket of popcorn. (the rest went to my bestie who i went with). along with 2 cans of coke and a small pepsi throughout the day. i ended up puking 4 times when i got home. its a great way to start the summer break, don’t ya think? anyway, it mightn’t have been the popcorn. it could have been the fact we watched Peter Pan. eeh.
danxia must be an Aussie or a New Zealander. Or from South America. Or from southern Africa. Or from Rand McNalley.
Hell, maybe he’s in Antarctica.
my favourite pizza flavours are:
super supreme (no anchovies!!!)
cheese lovers
vegetarian
double jalapenos+pepperoni+olives+spices
jalapenos+mushrooms+olives+pineapple
on PAN BASE. yummmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Dammit, MPUCoder, how can I subscribe to your DVD programming site if the site only takes PayPal donations and I can’t get PayPal because I can’t get a credit card? Eh? Eh? Didja ever think of that, Mr. PayPal Donations Only?
<pant> <pant>
I’m okay. Honest.
I think I’ll go downtown and hit the World’s Biggest.