it's 10:09 AM ET

and here's what I've done at work so far today:

--turned on desk fan
--plugged in desk lamp
--ate two hard-boiled eggs and yes, one yam
--drank large coffee
--relocated tape dispenser from left side to right side of desk
--viewed micheal mcdonald "sweet freedom" music video 5 times
--updated myspace mood from "anxious" to silly"
--read parny blog
--read benswick blog
--emailed karin
--blogged

the light of tomorrow is right where we are

me:

char: wow.
are we going to look back on the time we're in right now and feel this way? if so i don't think i can bear it.
me: HAHAHAHAHA
*sob*
char: i mean think about it--on some very deep level, this is the single most depressing thing it is possible to conceive of.
it is our one true conscious experience of predestination, of moving consciously, and inevitably, towards doom.
THERE IS NO WAY OUT
why do we even get up in the morning?
why do we put on clothes at all?
me: i don't know, it doesn't make sense when you think about it
and I DON'T EVER WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT AGAIN.
but i can't stop.
this helps :



stronger. better. faster. stronger.
we shall overcome.
char: yeah
"I'll do anything for a blond dyke"?
seems like a misallocation of resources.
though pretty girls on horns and strings does seem
like the kind of thing that might still be awesome in 20 years.
so there's that.

this one's dedicated to the one I love...me!

Life is a race and I know I can win it,
'Cause I'm learnin' the rules of the game.
If I can stay on the ball, take it minute by minute,
I just might make the hall of fame.
What can I say?
I'm doin' it the best I can,
Leanin' on nobody but me.
Oh, seein' it from where I stand,
Nothin' comes easy.
(Nothin' comes easy.)
Oh, I'm always bringin' home second places,
At the end of every one of my daisies,
To a house filled with all of their faces,
That keeps me doin' it the best I can.
Yeah, I'm doin' it the best I can.
I'll keep on doin' it the best I can.
(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo.)

just a fool to believe

"you're a professional lieologist!"

A lie is type of deception in the form of an untruthful statement with the intention to deceive, often with the further intention to maintain a secret or reputation, or to avoid punishment. To lie is to state something one knows is false with the intention that it be taken for the truth by someone else. A liar is a person who is lying, who has lied, or who lies repeatedly.

Lying is typically used to refer to deceptions in oral or written communication. Other forms of deception, such as disguises or forgeries, are generally not considered lies, though the underlying intent may be the same; however, even a true statement can be considered a lie if the person making that statement is doing so to deceive. In this situation, it is the intent of being untruthful rather than the truthfulness of the statement itself that is considered.

Thanks Wikipedia.

spirit fingers!!

"The only real freedom a human being can ever know is doing what you ought to do because you want to do it"

calling all shots

A: bibby's calling shots!
me: "hello, shots. it's bibby."
"howahhhhhh yah?"
A: "long tam no tork"
me: hahaha
A: "yesh. daz why ah call yu"
put shots on speed dial
at #1
me: hahaha
promote shots to top #1 myspace friend
A: hahah
makes shots slots 1-8
actually
me: HAHAHA
cause it's all of them
A: yesh

hollywoody: mko edition

Why Mary-Kate Olsen won't smile

*Courtesy of ShleeNN.com

Story Highlights

-Mary-Kate Olsen doesn't want to give paparazzi the pleasure
-Olsen covers face when she sees photographers -- unless she's on red carpet
-Olsen: "I don't need to be on a" snarky tabloid/gossip magazine list

spirit fingers!!

"Keep it simple, not clever." - Phil Collins (linkypoo!)

shallow hallary

me: your friend is nice
J: hahah
me: shit
i have to go now
but wait!
is he ugly?
not that it matters
just
curious
but really i have to leave
i'm meeting a friend for coffee
and i'm always late
but wait
it's cool
srsly
if he's ugly
but he seems nice
on the telly phone
or whatever
it's stupid
nevermind
BYE
i really have to go
STOP TYING ME UP
I CAN'T TALK