I get to skip the staff meeting to attend a different meeting. What a glorious day!

No, I’m being serious.

Yeah, pretty much me.

Yeah, thanks. Not especially interested in being fodder for your novel weird wannabe author dude.

On the other hand, I’d love to appear in one of my friend Marko’s novels. Or a Gaiman. Or a Nesbo. Or or or.

So many people with a savior complex lately.

I don’t need to be saved. I’m just not a people person.

I dreamed I was driving and driving. It was so real. And awful. I have no idea where I was going. I was probably dreaming about my commute. How depressing.

That’s incredibly poorly written.

Your email is entirely too long.

Pretty sure that whole “your argument is irrelevant” schtick is dead now. You can let it go.

I just went through the list asking “why am I friends with you?” and poking “unfriend” quite a lot. And it was good.

I am never going to finish reading this article and it’s time to admit defeat.

I have knit the body of this sweater two and a half times. As much as I hate sleeves, I’m dying to get to the sleeves.

I wish the water in this city didn’t taste so bad.

That should say it “reads” not “says.”

“And it seems to me a good way to encourage respect for the culture is to let the kid dress up as the character. When we can imagine ourselves as other people, we gain empathy for them.”

biting my tongue biting my tongue biting my tongue

OMG use regarding. Stop using in regards to. It’s just annoying as hell.

Yes, I am taking notes by hand at the web users group meeting. Unironically.

I typed gingers instead of fingers, which is a very very different thing, indeed. Cross all your gingers for me!

Aaaaaaand now I’ve burned my pinkie on my lunch.

I wish I had some chips.

Well, I guess you won’t have anyone to hold your hand any more.

It’s probably for the best.

a song a song a song

nervous. ugh. ugh.

ugh ugh ugh.

“Why does ever thing have to be about face! Can’t we just all get along?, seriously !, ugggg”

Well? Can’t we?

I really can’t remember the last time I wanted something this much.

Maybe yay?

Just because someone pays you to write for their blog doesn’t magically make you not a shitty writer.

The thing about the colored background for text on FB is that it makes everything meme-ish. Plus I have a hard time reading text on colored backgrounds, it bothers my eyes. I don’t know. I just don’t like the trend.

I like windows, but I do sit with my back to mine.

I hate this flippin’ chair.

I’m waiting to hear how allowing the government to use drones on domestic soil is a good idea.

“The best way to reenforce [sic] white cultural dominance is to make white culture the only one we can all share. Stop doing that.”

Wow. OK. That was a waste of a read.

Pack it up and drive it to the Compound, please.

Like I would say no to pizza. Ever.

Maybe they’ll have little pastries. They usually have little pastries.

I have a feeling they really wouldn’t have a problem with my Halloween wardrobe.

Why does everything have to take so bloody long???

You talk too much.


Shouldn’t this man be getting some kind of professional psychological help? Why would you do this to yourself? It’s horrifying.

Well? Am I???

I think my phone is watching me right now.

From what I understand, we just stole everything from everyone else.

Nope. Still don’t care about brioche stitch.

I really have to stop saying ugh.

I’m reasonably certain that you’re taking that way too literally, dude.

Still haven’t renewed my certification. I have until the end of November, right? I think. Maybe.

I need a donut.

I’m not very good with the waiting.

5 days, 4 hours, 17 minutes, 37 seconds til Haloween!!!!!