  "now i'm exhausted, there's no time to sleep. "--braid grr. argh. hello. today i am preparing for my abbreviated shift at work which will still make me work until midnight and then be back at 7:00 the next morning for the Annual Holiday Fucktastic Fuckticle of a Meeting. but fear not, citizens, this will surely prepare myself and my coworkers to meet every! last! one! of your holiday shopping needs. up to and including a muppets chess set and a muppets magic 8 ball, both of which are extremely useful and necessary gifts.
bork. and to add insult to injury i have the rest of the weekend off, which happens about as many times as george w bush uses correct sentence structure in a press conference. and i couldn't get back to sleep after i woke up this morning. saw that matthew had left his cell phone on my window sill (if you wanna call him and chastize him for his absentmindedness, the number is (414)...just kidding. ) and immediately got up to inform him of this via email and just didn't look back, i guess. and i should not be this tired.
but i am. and will continue to be. unless i can force myself to sleep for another hour. which is contingent on a lot. fuck's sake. shoutouts today go to: pizza shuttle , for providing me with food other than dried wasabi peas and peanut butter, which is all i had in my house and which, in fact, i ate out of desperation before i called them (not all the peanut butter. just a spoonful. note to dietitians/food pyramid putter-together-people: dried wasabi peas? NOT an acceptable breakfast food.
do not recommend it to the fda). the weather , for not being freezing. my sister , for informing me via email that my new fish oliver is actually an endangered species in the wild--it's prey in the nile for a type of pike that is not native to the nile that was introduced specifcally for human consumption purposes and is close to being extinct in its natural habitat. poor oliver. but damn, i feel like an environmentalist or something. the onion , for subtly and quite amusingly mocking all those who have weblogs in print and making me feel like a dick. which brings to mind a new feature of this blog, the Random Out-Of-Context-Quote-From-Say-Anything of the day: lloyd: "i feel like a dick.
" diane: "you're not a dick! we shared the most intimate thing two people could possibly share! " lloyd: "you shared it with a...dick. " matthew , for just because. he knows why. this is my world and in it i am god and i can do these things. soundtrack: death cab for cutie, "song for kelly huckaby" (out.
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