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Background Noise: Reefer Madness
Last Visited:anything but match.com (made sure to kill that account, thank you)
Random Thought: can i still like Veronica Mars if she becomes an 09er?
Mood: oh my goodness can we please talk about something else
Please, please, please. I know i temporarily lost my mind yesterday and clicked around match.com. I know this means you can (and will) laugh and make fun and ridicule me for days maybe even weeks to come - and i know i deserve the mocking.
But, please, can we talk about something else?
Like the horrid Fetal Pain "issue" or the possibility that Dell is dying (isn't it wierd for them to suggest it's Dell instead of Apple?). Or, oh, i have one: is the Constant Gardner good uncomfortable or bad uncomfortable?.
Oh hey, remember i'm thinking about getting a tattoo? You think i'm kidding, but i might surprise you. Mock me about that. What if i say i want the kanji to be made up with an executable perl script? anything?
What does a girl have to do to change the subject around here? Or is it just that i can't change the subject in my own head that's the problem....
There are stampedes in Iraq from fear of suicide bombers, an FDA aide quit over the current (insane) policy that women can't get the morning after pill over the counter, Martha's house arrest has ended, the water is still rising in New Orleans, we have confirmation of RAB's identity, and screen shots from the new season of Veronica Mars.
Oh, there's also the very real fact that i will be working through the Labor Day holiday which i didn't even realize was next monday until i got my coffee this morning and the girl asked me what i was doing over the supposedly long weekend. Let's not forget those bugs continuing to pile up in my inbox. And the fact that unless it's bumper bowling i pretty much suck at the sport....
One more thing and i'm done: don't go to the gym without your ipod. See, before this morning's horrifying experience, i thought that you took an ipod to the gym to isolate yourself from other people. To put up a "don't talk to me" sign so you actually have a prayer of ignoring people and being able to still have manners. But i was wrong. You take an ipod to drown out the nauseating sounds of the gym. The pounding of the people on the treadmills, the heavy breathing, the occasional mini-conversations, and even worse, the muzak piped in over the loud speaker. i forgot my ipod this morning. i won't ever make that mistake again. it's just not worth it.
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Last Visited:anything but match.com (made sure to kill that account, thank you)
Random Thought: can i still like Veronica Mars if she becomes an 09er?
Mood: oh my goodness can we please talk about something else
Please, please, please. I know i temporarily lost my mind yesterday and clicked around match.com. I know this means you can (and will) laugh and make fun and ridicule me for days maybe even weeks to come - and i know i deserve the mocking.
But, please, can we talk about something else?
Like the horrid Fetal Pain "issue" or the possibility that Dell is dying (isn't it wierd for them to suggest it's Dell instead of Apple?). Or, oh, i have one: is the Constant Gardner good uncomfortable or bad uncomfortable?.
Oh hey, remember i'm thinking about getting a tattoo? You think i'm kidding, but i might surprise you. Mock me about that. What if i say i want the kanji to be made up with an executable perl script? anything?
What does a girl have to do to change the subject around here? Or is it just that i can't change the subject in my own head that's the problem....
There are stampedes in Iraq from fear of suicide bombers, an FDA aide quit over the current (insane) policy that women can't get the morning after pill over the counter, Martha's house arrest has ended, the water is still rising in New Orleans, we have confirmation of RAB's identity, and screen shots from the new season of Veronica Mars.
Oh, there's also the very real fact that i will be working through the Labor Day holiday which i didn't even realize was next monday until i got my coffee this morning and the girl asked me what i was doing over the supposedly long weekend. Let's not forget those bugs continuing to pile up in my inbox. And the fact that unless it's bumper bowling i pretty much suck at the sport....
One more thing and i'm done: don't go to the gym without your ipod. See, before this morning's horrifying experience, i thought that you took an ipod to the gym to isolate yourself from other people. To put up a "don't talk to me" sign so you actually have a prayer of ignoring people and being able to still have manners. But i was wrong. You take an ipod to drown out the nauseating sounds of the gym. The pounding of the people on the treadmills, the heavy breathing, the occasional mini-conversations, and even worse, the muzak piped in over the loud speaker. i forgot my ipod this morning. i won't ever make that mistake again. it's just not worth it.
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posted by Jane at 10:29:00 AM
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