To paraphrase Beck Hansen, "[Work] makes me want to smoke crack."

Will this never end?
Why dost thou stab at mine eyes,
Tear at mine throat,
And attacketh mine skull?

Sorry. Couldn't keep up the pseudo-Shakespeare. But yeah, w0rk $uXXX d00d. I won't even get into it right now. Managed to get to work over an hour late today. And I'm taking a long lunch. Bet that looks good. Frickin' A. I'm gonna go get some hot chocolate.

We can't go on together with suspicious minds...

KCMU is playing a live version of my favorite Elvis song ("Suspicious Minds"). It sounds a lot faster than the original. It's still good though.


OH SHIT!!!! MOJO FUCKIN' NIXON!!! Now they're playing "ELVIS IS EVERYWHERE"!!!

I Heart KCMU.

Zzzzzz...zzzzz...zzzzz...zzzHUH? Wha?...yeah...I'm awake...

I decided that I'm not gonna make up all the time that I missed between being late and taking a long ass (2.5 hour) lunch. I'm tired and I wanna go home. Whine whine bitch bitch. Farg it. I'm outta here.

I know I sold my soul for rock 'n' roll...

I left work and headed down to the Pike Place Brewery to meet some people from work. Got a shot of Maker's and a pint of Kilt Lifter for $6.50. Color me impressed. Shot the shit with the folks for a while and then headed home. I'm waiting for Anna to get ready. I think we're gonna go see a movie or something. Lord knows I probably don't need to go out drinking again. I'm drinking some of the hard stuff right now. That'd be Diet Coke, son. Diet, I say. Not because I like the way it tastes, mind you. I think it tastes pretty crappy. But I got into drinking it 'cuz it doesn't leave the same sugary scum on my teeth that regular Coke does.

So now you know.

Anyway, I'm outta here. Ta ta.