I can’t figure it out… It doesn’t matter what I do, or what I don’t do… My insides just feel the urge to sing and chat or whatever it is that it does that makes me sound like I have…
I can’t figure it out… It doesn’t matter what I do, or what I don’t do… My insides just feel the urge to sing and chat or whatever it is that it does that makes me sound like I have…
http://www.hoax-slayer.com/true-emails.htmlQuite stunning emails that I have and haven’t recieved that are in fact, real… Well, mostly. Furthermore, the website itself is a debunking website devoted to protecting the innocent against hoaxes and such from email we like to call “spam”…
…it hurts to use a stapler.Figures, today I need to bind more papers than ever.I hate you, stupid screwdriver.
I have serious drinking issues. No, I’m not an alcoholic… I just can’t seem to keep any liquids in a bottle, or drink in a proper manner at work. Actually, it’s been shown that I have issues outside of work…
I don’t remember if I discussed this already, but I need to set a new countdown due to the fact that my “last day” (according to my original countdown starting point) would be on a Saturday. I think today would…
So I actually began working on the treatment to a Sam Cooke story. It isn’t a biopic, since I know I’m not mentally or professionally ready for. I am going to attempt a retro-concert film of my top favorite album…
This might come off as late-night ramblings… or early morning thoughts… or what have you (only because it’s 5AM and I technically haven’t gone to bed, but I slept from about 8pm to midnight and haven’t gone back to sleep…
Wow… the vacuum guy is here early today. It kinda bothers me that he has one of those face mask things, ya know, like doctors wear. Is what he vacuuming so bad he can’t breathe it in? I’m not that…
Wow, what a struggle it’s been this week avoiding the cafe. Here’s to it being done, though! Sure the day isn’t over, but there isn’t much that’s left down there anyway.I’ve avoiding eating for a couple reasons. Part of it…