December 3rd, 2001



So g'night...

Long day. It was family picture day while we did my dad's b-day dinner... needless to say ed and george are the only two in the pictures that look all goofy. Kids!!! sheesh.

This lj zone is one crazy place lately... December is going to be freak'en nuts... no question about it.

I shudder to think... bwaahahahaha...

Any ways. I'm way too tired to be up. Have a good night... see ya tomorrow.


So there's this company... uh... government agency actually, all high brow and classy... they employ a bunch of guys in my office via development contracts, etc. They play this game... well, a bunch of them play this game... they are always giving each other the finger. No really. Senior managers getting the finger from the junior programmer guy... it's like a race to see who gives who the finger first. In the spirit of their game.... Nah! you've been fingered! :D

~ black, snug, new ftl boxers... not a whole lot compares actually!
~ beige/hint-o-green pants
~ the micro fiber dk green shirt and this sweater my ma gave me last year
~ hush puppies
~ hmmm... well, if I remember, I need to get a bus pass before the end of the day.
~ strategic planning meeting re a potential client that we've been working for a while...
~ oh yea... those time sheets I didn't do friday... (gotta do those first!!!)
~ for a good week... things have been good lately, good for a lot of my friends and good at home... this is December, and December just needs good vibes.
~ that lianna finds the strength... (always).
~ that petermarcus posts more pictures... and that January hurries up for him.

Do you know that plastic smell that you get from a new shower curtain? You know, brand new big folded up shower curtain... hard plastic smell settles in the washroom... takes a couple of days to fade. I just dying to break into a story here about a fantasy directly linked to ripping down a new shower curtain and a bottle of ... no, never mind. :D

K,... later.
ps. have a great morning.
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Whatever sound a lemming makes.... insert it *here*...

If I were work of art, I would be Piet Mondrian's Composition A.

I am rigidly organised and regimented, (corto edit: Yea right!) although my cold and unapproachable exterior (*corto edit: bwaahahahaha... frosty - that's me!) hides a clever way of thinking and a rebellious and innovative nature. A lot of people don't understand me, but I can still affect them on an emotional level.

corto edit: ok this is just stupid...

Which work of art would you be? The Art Testa



me, brown bread, bits of a dead chicken (and a macarooooon!) are in a meeting with a bottle of water discussing my time sheets...

Too bad the net connect to my fav radio station is down ("would you like some cheese with that whine?")!

I'm just saying...

/rant on (again)
I have received not fewer than six emails on hotmail today telling me that there is a Pill to Increase Your Ejaculation by 581% .
Shit... I mean I draw the line at this...
Do they expect me to shell out money for a single percentage point less than 585%? I mean really!
What do they take me for?
/rant off

~ grin...


convo recently heard in the kids bathroom before bath...

Geo: "arrrrrgggg... why can't I just look?"
Me: "because I told you not to!"
Geo: "But why? why why why?????"
Me: "look... santa is on high alert right now and if you look in the office he is gonna get pissed off! So don't go in the office."

me bad...