Sunday, March 13, 2005

My back is frikkin' killin' me

It hasn't done this in quite a while, and I'm really not all that happy about it's return.

It was so bad, in fact, that I did something I almost never do. I called in sick to work today. It sounded like my boss was prety mad at me. I hope I still have a job. Scheduled off tomorrow, so if I can find a ride, I'm off to see Dr. Mark.

Not much else is going on.

Oh, I did see the trailer for Revenge of the Sith, and it looks AWEsome!!

Think I'm gonna go stretch out and see if I can get my ancient spine to pop back into place.

Bueno del Taco,

T.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

To all the Douglas Adams fans out there...

Don't Panic.

I'm doing my best not to, but I'm wary. I've seen the trailers., you see.

I'm one of those really picky movie to book translation people. I mean, really, you've got the book. Why do you need to change anything? And some stuff, I know, I know. It makes a better story....it reaches a wider audience....and yadda yadda yadda....

I've already seen stuff in there that contradicts what I know to be true. Stuff the didn't need to change.

If you've watched the trailer, and would like to talk about it, leave me a word here.

Casa con carne,

T.

god...could i be more of a geek->

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

I've been e'murph'sculated

It's my own fault, I suppose. You see, I was giving Murphy a hard time about not being listed on her site.

She dropped a comment on my Slut post, and told me that she added me. Being the person that I am, I popped over to her site, just to make sure.

I scanned the list. Then again, and nothing. I was thinking maybe my browser was loading a archived page, so I refreshed a couple times. Still, nothing.

Then, near the top of the list, I found my name. Only one problem:

I'm not a girl.


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Oh well.

Now, if I can just find a pair of fuck-me pumps in my size.....

Queso y bueno,

T.

Edit: turns out i did, in fact, have the skillz to make the pic small enough, but readable as well heh whoda thunkit

Friday, March 04, 2005

Without sluts, some folks would never get laid.

One of my favorite reads, Murphy has a roomate that she defines as a slut. As someone that has had the Roomate(s) from Hell, I can commiserate with her on how having a roomie who's personality is contrary to her own can wear on you, but sluttery (sluttitude...slutality?) is not necessarily a bad thing.

Take for instance, Mr. Combover. You know him. You see him in the coffee room every morning. He looks sloppy, is unclear on which end of the anti-perspirant/deodorant actually works on B.O., and couldn't dress worse if he tried. Some night, he'll be sitting at a bar, getting drunk because he hates his life, and is convinced that he's going to die before he ever gets laid again, and along will come a slut.

She'll be hammered, of course; stumbling, slurring her words, and just horny enough to strike up a conversation with said loser. He'll be charming (in his mind), and will eventually win her over (again, in his mind). They'll go back to his place...Never hers....She knows how that will turn out, and have sweaty, greasy sex.

He'll awake in the morning, feeling better about himself, and perhaps the world in general. She'll awake with a tounge that tastes like a litter box, a head throbbing like a sump pump, and wondering where the HELL she is. She'll have no regrets, and blame it on the booze....which is what she always does, and the world will move on.

Two people, one given a new lease on life, another just cruising through. But, the affirmation is there. Of course, there are male sluts too, and the circumstances are pretty much the same.

Now, I have no idea about the quality of Murphy's roomates lovers (nor the quantity for that matter), but perhaps she's just spreading love in her own way. Helping out those that might never get laid, but for the sluts.

Anyhow, that's what's been on my mind all day, and I thought I'd share.

Fuego y queso,

T.

The most important thing to remember when making coffee is.....

Turn the fucking coffee pot ON!!

Some days, I'm convinced that if I had half a brain, I'd be dangerous. I mean, a real threat.

In other news, they hired (borrowed, stole?) a dough roller from the other store, and it looks like I'll be able to have 2 days off (in a row, no less) every week.

We'll see about that. I sure hope that it works out. We'll see.

Ok, guess that's it for now. Hope all is well with you all.

Buenos con queso,

T.