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Chipmunk Rock
I can listen to tapes at work, or the radio, as long as it's headphones. Currently, the only working tape player with headphones goes... just a bit fast.
Two days of Chipmunk innundation starts to do strange things to your brain.
You laugh at the oddest moments (TMBG's entire Flood album is a sound to behold, as Chipmunk Rock), startling your coworkers. And probably causing them to think you're weirder than they already did.
Meanwhile, AJ has inspired me to write horribly disfunctional Creegan/Taylor. We're talking major fucked in the head.
I actually got the image on the bus this morning, but I was late to work, so I sort of shelved it. At lunchtime, I went to Taco Bell, and ended up scrounging the tray paper and writing on the back. Sigh. Oh well. I needed some Writery Geeky validation.
Should go back to writing program. Yes. Want the 120 points, damnit. And no final. I can go Christmas shopping, in the precious time tomorrow night.
Two days of Chipmunk innundation starts to do strange things to your brain.
You laugh at the oddest moments (TMBG's entire Flood album is a sound to behold, as Chipmunk Rock), startling your coworkers. And probably causing them to think you're weirder than they already did.
Meanwhile, AJ has inspired me to write horribly disfunctional Creegan/Taylor. We're talking major fucked in the head.
I actually got the image on the bus this morning, but I was late to work, so I sort of shelved it. At lunchtime, I went to Taco Bell, and ended up scrounging the tray paper and writing on the back. Sigh. Oh well. I needed some Writery Geeky validation.
Should go back to writing program. Yes. Want the 120 points, damnit. And no final. I can go Christmas shopping, in the precious time tomorrow night.