Archive for November, 2006

Protected: Brand New Update: Im only a little screwed.

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Protected: Offer me chocolate or get out of my face.

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Protected: Nonviolent Communication MY ASS.

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Protected: CarSock. CARSOCK!

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Protected: Update: I’m Screwed

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Protected: I’m cross-eyed, that’s how tired I am.

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Procrastinatory Linkage

On my last break of the night. Watch me go… Ive got these ordered from most to least… what’s the opposite of shame?  Less shame? (Anybody who can cite that quote, and I want the episode, will get a fabulous prize).

Them’s be GALAXIES, people!  Click here to see what the hell youre looking at, and further ruminations on the amazement that is what we thought was empty space but is actually existential manna.

Not work safe, by any stretch, but MY GOD HOW GORGEOUS.

Twenty tidbits about Sesame Street

Anybody know anything about this laptop?  I want it.  Im drooling over it.  But I hear it’s keys pop out and hit you in the eye, then it bursts into flames.  Any opinions?

Mike Tyson and Bobby Brown both agree: The monster mash is indeed a graveyard smash. This one makes my eye twitch a little bit.

And Im back to my homework. Part one of my thesis is due tomorrow, and Im about halfway done. This’ll totally work.

Wish me luck, ya’ll.

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