Oh, lordy, I should NOT have had that dorito falafel last night.
what the deuce is that SMELL??
what’s this disturbance?
We believe that someone has attacked the court room. I believe the law that applies is “He who smelt it dealt it”
What!? That’s not true!
Your honor! this is preposterous! Clearly the culprit is apparent due to the law of “He who said the rhyme did the crime”
Oh good Lord, That’s RANCID.
it certainly is! it’s an outrage! we’re leaving!
Your honor, I have something to say.
What is it?
I plead guilty to this instance of gassing! Take that, America!
I think I’m going to fly in June. The main reason is that when I get back I’ve gotta finish up 4 papers by when I leave for the august trip.
However, I haven’t gotten plane tickets yet, and may be talked out of flying were anyone to want to take a roadtrip. However, that’d take a lot of persuading.
you’ve got until 9 tonight: GO!
are the things on the internet.
updated: that song is too catchy, way to catchy…and what the deuce is up with the twirling onion!?
got tires replaced on the car today
made kool aid
wrote/sent out PhD candidacy application
read roughly 3 essays on the study of myth from folklorist, theological, classicist views
good times. Also turned down working overnights tonight. Normally, i would…but not tonight. I don’t feel like it tonight. Though I probably should have, I need the money. But, I remind myself, money isn’t everything. And, if all else fails, I can live in my car.
good times.
lordy, I needs me a job.
that I love my new printer. It’s an HP scanner-copier-printer, it was on sale for $89, and the black ink cartridges are only $16. and get this: it loads the paper without issue, it doesn’t slow down my computer, and it’s…well, there’s only one way to say this: it’s sexy.
now it may have to do with my deep seated love of paper, paper that can have whatever printed on it wherever.
Sad thing is, I’ve asked for reams of paper for christmas before.
also, whenever I feel down, or have a bad day…I usually buy one of those mead composition notebooks. All that paper, blank, waiting to be scribbled on…gives me a warm happy feeling.
f’ed up? yeah, probably.
So yesterday when I called to tell him about the cracks in my tire, he says “Well, as long as it doesn’t pop you should be all right coming home. Just make sure it’s aired up.”
Today:
“You’re extremely lucky it didn’t pop! I didn’t realize how badly it was cracked!”
haha! my dad, the timely jokester, NOT THAT IT MATTERS THAT GOING 76 MPH AND A TIRE POPS IS A SLIGHTLY LIFE THREATENING SITUATION.
still, funny.
My good laptop is back now. My AC is on, but doing little right now against the massive heat. It sprinkled a bit, but not much more.
I can’t really get much done on days like this.
ugh.
I’ve gotta get the pictures out of my phone for all of you to look at as well. So much to do, so little time.
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