These are my pants. They are ranting.

Grrr

Grrrr

Awesome

"Dude, what's a better word to use than awesome?" - me, making the roommate take his iPod phones out.

"In what context?" - the roomate

"'That's awesome!'" - me.

Someone, please send wine

I'll even give my address.  Here.   If you same day deliver me a bottle of wine.  I have no money.  And I'm about to catch fire.

I hate emotions

Oh shit, then I hate hate too.  arg damn it!
either way, it's kind of annoying to be constantly managed by your emotions.  I try not to be a freakout assbag, but it happens EVERY TIME.

AUGH!!!!

Headaches, the other white meat

I went to bed last night with a spinning headache.   I rubbed my temples and my eyes while I lay in bed and it only made me dizzier.   I felt like 80lb weights were being piled up on my forehead.    I woke up this morning with more of the same.   I blame work.   Ok ok, I blame life too, but seriously -- I haven't had a headache like this since I got overly excited latenight with a sugar rush at Jamie Oswald's house in 3rd grade.  Probably not the same excitement as playing doctor with Laura, but either way, it was a headache that blew my corneas out my ass.

And THAT is how I feel right now.  And nothing is letting up.  Inane meeting this morning, decent meeting right after that, and now more and more is piling on me.  I just want to work - I want to get shit done, but other things are NOT letting up.  I just want to have one weekday where I don't feel like everything is slipping by - and then , oh, I don't know, one week where I don't have to fulfil a special request.

Zips and Zaps

It's funny.  I reconnect with old friends in little zigzags.  And it's really active and nutty and finger cramps from emailing.  It's a flurry.  And then it's dead.  And then it comes back again.

Bullfrog! pass it on

Thank Gandhi it's Thursday

This week has been so harried and electric I thought I might frizz out too soon.   I still feel pretty with it, but am expecting a big crash tomorrow.   Been really high energy low sleep, so I imagine around, say, 1:30P tomorrow I'll be ready to cash my chips in.

No no, I don't have anything else going on...

I am trying to keep my head from exploding
I am trying to keep my head from exploding
I am trying to keep my head from exploding
I am trying to keep my head from exploding

Regina Spektor Rocks my sockmonkey

"Begin to Hope" may be the greatest album ever made.

I am currently obsessing over it.  It's beautiful.