Why does my office smell like overheated radiator fluid?
So very little to do today.Â I hate that.Â Work drags on and on and on.
Ohh!Â Someone has stuff I can do.Â Yay!
I don’t know why it’s surprising that I don’t know who Nate Dogg or Warren G are.
So yet another 3 week emergency budget bill has been passed.Â Really?Â Is this what it’s going to be like?Â Every 3 weeks Congress passes an emergency bill?Â How about instead you do your job and make a damn budget?Â This has been going on since October.Â Ridiculous.
Sorry, but I just don’t feel like my working family is being attacked. Going to have to side with the GOP today. Snyder (barely a Republican) won 60% of the vote to do exactly what he’s doing. But the left doesn’t like it, so it’s an attack on Democracy and the American Dream. Since when is the American Dream a perpetual welfare state?
I have been trying to read this article for 30 minutes now.
I am not especially verbose today.
I honestly don’t know what’s wrong with me today.Â My brain is just.Â Something.
Maybe I need some food.
What if I …
Wait.Â No music.Â That could explain some things.
I don’t think Matchbox 20 is the answer.
That is one hell of a powerful odor.
Is there anything not to like about potatoes?
I am entirely indecisive right at this moment.Â But not about potatoes.Â I am firmly on the side of potatoes being awesome.
Coupons are also awesome.
We need an HZRT 2012.
It’s so gorgeous outside.Â I’m stuck in this stinky office.Â Sigh.
What an odd way to phrase a denial, “We are writing to indicate that you were not accepted.”
No, that letter was not to me.
Easter is very late this year.
I still need a good haunted type of old creepy location to shoot.
Now I want chocolate chip cookies.Â Which I totally typed as chocolate hip cookies.Â Which made me giggle.
I hate it when people spell night “nite”.
Sometimes I wish I was a more tolerant person.Â But it never lasts long.Â I have no tolerance for that kind of nonsense.
River Tam vs Buffy Summers??Â How do you decide an epic battle like that??
It’s not the Riddler.
JT dance party!Â In my chair!
Miss W drew a really funny series of doodles about the “Bad Robot”.Â You know, that production company that does Fringe?Â The robot smashes a pumpkin, breaks a window, and a bunch of other stuff.Â Yeah.Â She’s rad.
No, I don’t let her watch Fringe.
I seem to have found my verbosity.Â It was slow waking up.Â Must be the absurdity of Daylight Saving Time.Â (No, it’s not savingS)
Ghastly.Â That’s a good word for it.
New phrase I suddenly love, courtesy of the Redhead: It’s pretty chill.
Wow.Â The Universe makes some interesting choices sometimes.
Ugh.Â Headache.Â Ugh.Â Ugh.Â Why.
Tomorrow is crying out for a skirt.Â 60 degrees!
Nobody look suspicious!
You can listen to this, but you can’t hate me for it.
Rockin’ you like a hurricane.