February 2012
22 posts
Huge presentation over… Time for some mental relaxation. Nap, run, dinner, hang out?
I’m really good at killing time that I don’t have time to kill.
Thoughts of a Busser
I’m not criticizing the place I work, but… I saw a family praying over their meal, and it struck me: what kind of God would condone, much less bless, spending THAT much money on one enormous meal (much of which probably won’t be eaten)? I would venture to guess whatever that family spent could probably have bought a decent amount of groceries for a month and then fed some other...
I had a lot of different dreams about very specific people last night (the theme: “people I’ve disappointed”). As I try to emerge from the early-morning haze, I’m sorting out what’s real and what’s not. One thing that is definitely real is the fact that I better resume work on this take home test.
January 2012
12 posts
1 tag
OH HAR DAR HAR
I’M BOBBY AND TEHE POOOP. POOP. TEHE. AH POOOOOOP. POOP.
Fuck Fuck No Birds
Being Sick Ain't No Fun
Luckily I’ve kept down 4 crackers and a piece of toast. Blegh.
December 2011
18 posts
POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...
LALALA MY NAME IS BOBBY
POOP
POOP
“I say, ‘Let them eat cake!’ Margaret Thatcher said that. Smart...”
– Michael Scott
Last Night at Mozz
Ironically enough, I made bank at the place I complain about not getting enough money from. I’ll miss our swanky-ass food, most of my coworkers, and the beautiful hand blown glasswork. Oh well. Morton’s, here I come!
floodwaters:
Drinking BBC and listening to MMJ records with good friends, It doesn’t get much better.
At the McDonald's Drive-Thru
Me: Can I get an ice cream cone please?
Employee: Ice cream? You know it snowed this morning, right?
Me: … Yeah.
Employee: $1.06, first window.
