Kinda hate Outlook x1million.
I took a break for a few weeks around page 500 but now I’m back on board fully with #infsum.
Richard Dawkins is kind of an ass.
I want french fries. From Rudy’s. Right now.
Workplaces create unique phobias and pet peeves. Currently, compressed air used as a cleaning device is the bane of my work day existence.
Yeah, I’m listening to Mase. What of it?
Revisit the best album by that indie band that sometimes forgot they weren’t a jazz band. The Bed is in the Ocean by Karate #musicmonday
Er, I’m not really a pretentious blowhard, despite what the last tweet may lead one to believe. Sheesh.
Virginia Foxx is a disgrace of a human being.
At this point I’m comfortable saying I am completely obsessed with Autotune the News #2. I have the Katie Couric part as my ringtone. Yeah.
I’m having trouble figuring out a way to convince people that sitting in my cube reading Infinite Jest is in fact me doing work.
I hate AT&T. I’m tired of stealing the internet from my neighbors because the connection drops most evenings for hours at a time.
There’s a point in that new Eminem video where he is stuffing Kim Kardashian in a wood chipper and money is pouring out. Um.
The temp replacement Kottke, Ainsley Drew is on a roll. I just shared three updates in a row in gReader. Curation is the new something good.
Everywhere I go on the internet has little boxes asking me to update. It’s starting to get stressful.