June 2011
22 posts
My officemate has been listening to Pandora on his computer (sans headphones) for the last two days. I was pretty annoyed but Walking in Memphis just came on, so now I don’t care so much.
Is it a holiday or something?
tumblr has been pretty inactive and then I went to Freebird’s for lunch and there was almost nobody there.
July 4 isn’t until next Monday right?
State Senator Tom Duane gave a very touching speech before the passage of the marriage-equality act.
Louis, his long-time partner, is the brother of one of my mom’s best friends.
Welp, we’re an old married couple. Just finished dinner at Olive Garden and it’s not even 6:30.
So I made tacos for dinner last night. And like any normal person, I wanted to use some of the leftover taco meat to make nachos. Unfortunately, we were out of tortilla chips. So instead, I used Pringles. I wouldn’t recommend this.
ilikeyourwigjanice replied to your post: Is everyone else getting spam-followed today by a…
I don’t click on them in case they’re porn, but I’ve gotten a few newbies today
I click on them hoping they’re porn.
Is everyone else getting spam-followed today by a bunch of different followers that are just some Tumblr IQ test bullshit?
lacey replied to your post: The woman from our cleaning service (somehow this…
I’ve been thinking of getting a “cleaning service” too. Does yours work at a company or is she an independent contractor?
We use a service. The only independent person I know is the woman who cleans my parents’ house but she’s not taking any more clients on. And I didn’t really feel comfortable...
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The woman from our cleaning service (somehow this makes me feel less snobby than saying “maid”), filled our dishwasher with dish soap instead of dishwasher soap yesterday. If you’ve ever done this on accident, you know it makes a huge fucking mess.
Other than that mishap, having a cleaning service is awesome. They come every two weeks and it’s cheaper per month than our...
I’ve always liked the city of Vancouver so I was kinda rooting for them last night, but holy shitballs! I’m glad they didn’t win now because fuck those guys.
There’s a 4-5-year-old* girl outside of my office singing “Fireworks” by Katy Perry. It’s pretty stinkin’ adorable but I actually have shit to get done today and it’s kinda distracting.
*Seriously, she could be anywhere from 2 to 9. I’m horrible at telling kids’ ages.
Now that I’ve developed a resistance to Claritin D and Zyrtec D, it’s time to try Allegra D. Hopefully there is another pseudoephedrine in production for when Allegra stops working.
ashesweallfalldown replied to your post: 50 Books Challenge Update: #13: The Poet by…
I seriously need to update mine. And I wanna read Bossypants!!
I cheated and listened to the audiobook while I was driving to/from Houston last weekend but I’m counting it anyway.
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50 Books Challenge Update:
#13: The Poet by Michael Connelly
#14: Blood Work by Michael Connelly
#15: Bossypants by Tina Fey
#16: A Darkness More than Night by Michael Connelly
Only on pace for 38 books right now. Hopefully I’ll run through a few during my trip to Cabo in November.
I am very much looking forward to what people more talented than myself will create today using the Google Les Paul homepage.
The arch of my foot has hurt like hell ever since I woke up this morning. Welp, guess it’s back to swimming laps instead of doing any sort of exercise on my feet so I don’t give myself plantar fasciatis.
It’s too bad I now desire to live past 50 because if being a fatass was only a vanity problem, I’d just say fuck it.
We “hired” two unpaid law clerks for the summer and one of them is basically my own personal law clerk, meaning I give him all the shit I don’t feel like doing so I can read tumblr all day.
Score.
Go Mizzou Softball!!!
Women’s College World Series holla!!
You know you’re overly concerned with your weight when you look for somewhere to set down your one-ounce locker key before stepping on the scale.
Of course, the scrawny bastard weighed less than half of what I do. I hope he’s trying to put on weight.
