monday, monday

Oh, god, is that a song? Yup, I'll have it in my head for the rest of the day now.

Anyway, it's kind of a crappy day here in Wickedfleaburg. Nothing horribly wrong, it's just that things (or rather people) at work are determined to be difficult. Couple that with a supremely ugly day (rain mixed with snow mixed with gray skies) and I am left with a profound feeling of Ass. Plus, I got Sunday Night Fever and couldn't sleep last night, so that probably has something to do with it also.

Ack -- I can't think of a damn thing worthwhile to write. Except that sometimes I just wanna slap the dog shit out of some people. And that's all.

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Have you ever watched someone's ass grow? I have.

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I'm thinking about ditching my home phone in favor of a cell phone. Does anyone know a good reason why I shouldn't? I have cable modem, so I don't need a phone line for the net.

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