Thursday, January 27

Me me me

It's been a slow day. No eggings or other acts of ghetto beligerance. Yet. Other than having fantastically screwing up my tax return, there's really nothing amusing to report. Except this. This makes me smile (unless it's the first thing I see in the morning).

Maybe I'll have more for you later. In the meantime, I've got a billion cells to cut and paste. What I'd really like to know is... how are you? Sorry, I've really been meaning to ask. It's not that I don't care, it's just that, well, I guess I've been kinda wrapped up in my own sad little word. I truly do care how you are. Seriously. So, how's work? How's the dog? Are you in like? Love? Dire straits? Depeche Mode? What's the latest on your swishy cousin? Have you read The World According to Garp yet (no, the movie does not count)? Pick up any new ringtones? Anybody make it on to or off of your shitlist this week? Do tell!

Don't make me beg, people. See that little #2 pencil down there? ----> hit that bad boy and let it allll out. =)

5 comments:

Scott said...

Mmmm Eggs... You should add some ham and cheese and make an omlette

Valderbar said...

The day has been rough. I went to the bathroom, missed the toilet, hit the carpet in the dark. Dog in the apartment nearby was yapping. I'm sprawled across two laps drooling and inch away from snoring. Did I mention I'm a cat?

EBC3 said...

I just work. Sigh. Oh yeah...I run this little website called Ninja Monkie Bacchanal. ;)

Joel said...

wrapped up in your sad little word? what sad little word is that? Sorry, I'll stop being an Engrish major now.

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