so i'm switching over to whiskey and hawaiian punch and the cat and i are going to get blitzed (he has a dimebag of nip...do people say dimebag anymore...i've gone over to valerian since you get tested now even if you're gonna watch bumper cars for a living) and watch koyaanisqatsi five times or something and sing along.
good ice tea has to steep overnight. that's my excuse and i'm sticking with it.
so for the good of humanity i will stop blogging now. goodnight tamela and everybody.
glass performed that in harrisburg. it was fantastic. it was scaled down, a small cadre which did include glass. and they had the reggio film behind them on a huge screen.
dear prospective employers, hello.
hey 90 plus words a minute. oracle and excel and powerpoint and all that shit. accounting. payroll.
multitasking (blogging while eating a bagel).
i am your man.
goonight.goonight.
i feel like phlebas the phoenician.
who rose and fell and rose and fell like the mermaid on the string in with the blue gouramis.
blue gouramis are mean.
i had one that was a serial killer.
nature has rogue genes.
"if nature really were a mother, it would be survival of the sweetest.--marian cohen
john mayer is on my media player now. jennifer anniston can't keep away for a reason...monstrous membrum virile (cough) good music....talk about joli-laid...j.m. i mean...jennifer is adorable...
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