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Why my mind is constantly in the gutter... A quote, from today's stack....

"I also have appreciated the special help & advice given to me by the meat department. Great service. Keep it up."


I giggled. For five minutes. At least.

Should, uh, sleep soon...

gRah

So. It's all well and good to be the administrator for the Pron list. Except that there's the whole not being able to get into it from work because adult sites are blocked thing... Ohwell.

In other news, I am going to St. Louis this weekend.

Todo:
Finish Edges sequel. Please.
Make a disc of mp3s for drive. (current playlist, some others)
Pack.
Sort laundry (if washer is hooked up, DO laundry tonight).
FIND HOUSE KEYS. It could be really embarrassing if I can't get into the house...
Hrm... I think I'm forgetting something....

Trying hard. Really.

To not go insane. But I could. This... Gah. Stupid people sending in comment cards. *pulls at hair* I was so not meant for this sort of thing...

I mean, dude, I keep typing St. Pail.

And don't get me started on the shipping going on at the grocery store.

Altough, if I were evil, I suppose I could do fun things with all of these addresses I keep typing in.

Have to walk home, too.

Oh, dear god, my brain wants to leap out and go cross-dressing with Eva Perron....

try to focus on the pain.

Hrm. Random thoughts dragged out of the file from work...

Deadman's Switch insert: "You groped me! On planet!" "Oh, for cryin' out loud--" "Jack! There were rules for a reason!" "It was just a--" "I am so not talking to you. Ever. Again." "Well, shit."

...totally had a thought. Cockney Rhyming Slang = So much cooler than Ebonics.

And. Dude. This guy (named Orion) totally insinuated that Rainbow should change its name because 'Rainbow name & colors have an ever expanding meaning'... He just totally thinks no queers should shop his stores. Either that, or he's all upset that the Atlanta MARTA has stock in a Minnesota compnay. ;)

hrm.

Apparently boredom and brains at work make me snippy.

Mustnotsaymeanthings...

Although, here, yes.

Dear person who is all self-righteous about having spammed a list 26 times,

Yes. You are an idiot. See the little speck of lint on your screen? That is the world's smallest violin, playing for your little pity party.

*distracted* Hey. Potatoes.

Hrm. I should go finish breaking Sam's mind... Anyone writing fluff? Sam's been screwed, like, four times in the last few days. She needs some fluff right about now...

*shoves Jack at Sam* Go watch Small Potatoes.