The gang at work (RI in particular) is getting pretty testy. Micromanagement about what window of opportunity I should take my lunch, and egotistical-types whining about not getting to do a presentation at the meeting. bleh bleh. RI’s a bad banana with a greasy black peel, and her heart is full of unwashed socks. There’s still hope for everyone, of course.
I can still smile. Pretty easily, really.
The pharmacy is moving out of the building soon. I don’t know what I’ll do about getting my morning fix of scotto-chow (in the format of diet Pepsi and pretzel-sticks)
Santa Mosh. Right on.
Charlie Brown Christmas was on last night. Got to love it. Origin of this Linus Icon, in fact. well, by way of Hey Ya Charlie Brown…
Moment of Lyric – Soul Coughing – True Dreams of Wichita
I got, uh, fed
I got, uh, too much things on bounce, uh, my head
I got to burn ’em up
I got to burn ’em up now
I got to go uptown, uptown
I got a thing
I got a little bit pushed
Got to stand on the corner and bellow for mush
I got a bomb
I got a baby bomb bomb
Got to stand on the corner and bellow for my friend tom
I got a thing, I got to thing it
I got to thing–team
I got to run my side
1 year ago – annoying words, possible friends list alteration, marshmallows & volcanoes, Rick James/Hulk, on call reduction, CS dolt, MM arrival, JL RIP.
2 years ago – mighty shopper, LA Story, keywords, rain
3 years ago – economics, WID gig, good gab, holiday cards
4 years ago – AOK, R d’E, RIP Klink, Golden goat