I caught the tail end of Office Space the other night. Always improves my mood, somehow. I almost wish I worked in an office, so the jokes would be funnier. Almost. :P

Well, I'm in the thick of it and I'm wearing thin, as the expression goes. My boss is on vacation, and so is one of my direct co-workers. My work load is a heavy heavy burden right now. I might not survive the week. I kid, of course. I'll survive, but it'll be painful. :(

A good hard day of planting tomatoes and walking around in the hot sun. You would think one of these times I'd remember the sunscreen. *sigh* I'll be that leathery-skinned old fogey one day that everyone makes fun of (assuming I don't get skin cancer and die early). It's not that I don't know the risks, or that I don't have sunscreen, I just forget.

How come I can sweat my buttocks off all day, doing manual labor, but I can never seem to lose weight? It's got to be the Pepsi. Curse you, PepsiCola! Is there a 12 step program for cola addiction? I need to start one if there isn't one! (Not to belittle 12 step programs, nor do I wish to imply that cola addiction is as bad of an addiction as drugs or alcohol...but it's at least as bad as gambling or smoking!!)

Song of the Day? "I'm Ugly and I Don't Know Why" by Butt Trumpet. Just because Butt Trumpet is still one of my favorite band names! This is a vulgar song. No redeeming qualities. Seriously. Don't look for it. Don't listen to it. Just know that I have issues, and that your life will be darkened if you are subjected to this song.

I think that's it. Busy day tomorrow, so I might skip another day. I hope not, but you never know...


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Time always weeds out the true classics from the passing sensations, and I've enjoyed seeing that phenomenon in the nineties. Forrest Gump was the big hit of 1994 and where is it now, compared to the present stature of its peers Pulp Fiction and The Shawshank Redemption? Office Space belongs to the same pantheon of nineties movies that are only now getting the mantle of greatness they deserve, with The Usual Suspects and Groundhog Day and Trainspotting.


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13-VII-2014 or What The Hell Am I Doing With My Life

Title refers to a line from the Lonely Island song "After Party" as I have no questions about what I am doing with my life. I feel like I have three or so on-line communities that I post to, apologizing for the long absence, and claiming I'm going to start coming back and not ignoring the valuable friends I haven't spoken to in ages. And, typically, this lasts a few weeks to a month, and then I am doing other things, or getting busy, or just feeling blah, and there I go dropping off the face of the Earth for another extended absence. Go »

15-II-2021 or Not Gonna Do It!

I feel like every time I return after a long absence, I say I won't do it again. I will try to be a better friend/person. I have learned the errors of my ways!! Go »

8-II-2008 or No way! Not on your life!

Thanks to Lori for giving me something to laugh about today! :) Well, it's Lent again, which means I'm not eating meat today (except seafood, which is still kind of meat, which never really made much sense to me, but, hey, I'm a follower, so I do what I'm told without question...or at least without vocalizing those questions!). Go »

2-II-2007, or, I'm fine, thanks!

A quick message to those concerned (and apparently slightly confused about Florida locations): I am fine. I was not in the path of tornados. My place of employment was not in the path of tornados. Go »

Test

Just seeing if I can get a picture of Malachi to show up here... If this works, this is Malachi's "Get that camera out of my %^&*ing face!" look! Go »

21-V-2007 or Has it been a month already?

I can't believe it! I really suck! :( Anyhow, I am no longer receiving the attention of a member of the psychiatric profession, so that period of my life is over (for now). Go »