meow

See? Hobbes hates the Info Plan, too. See his scornful look?



I've at least started the fucking thing now. It makes me realize how much I prefer graphic design to actual, y'know, content writing. It harks back to my Calvin-esque days of believing that a shiny report cover was the only thing required to ace an assignment.

Or maybe it's just that I don't give a flying fuck about this particular bit of software we're to document?

Progress is slow and painful, but churning away nonetheless. I wish I didn't firmly believe that chocolate would solve all the problems of the known universe. Brian, jeff_nw's adorable roommate, shared the cruelest bit of information with us the other night. Apparently there exists such a thing as caramel filled Hershey's kisses.

WHY GOD WHY?!

acktph

I'm ashamed. I really like the Microsoft Office Assistant Kitty. It purrs and scratches up my document and it makes me smile. I never need its help, but am content to watch it curl up and sleep on my screen.

where do you get your nookie?

Behind closed doors: The secret lives of bedrooms

"Malaysians often have sex in their bedrooms, but don't get much sleep there."

Well. Duh. Cause they're screwing like bunnies all the time.


[snagged from brabble]

fuck this shit, dude

Holy HELL. Don't want to go to class tonight. Feeling a bit tired and sore post massive homework-avoiding-workouts. And sleep deprived. And chocolate deprived.

*whine*whine*whine*whine*

Resisting urge to ditch as do not wish to abandon jeff_nw to paint-stripping boredom.

Ok. Since did do Greenlake today, will permit self small bar of something tonight. It'll be an isolated, single serving bit and thus won't have temptation to consume entire bag of verboten goodness. Perhaps M&Ms as can share with others.

It really annoys me when people don't understand that chocolate is not a desire, it's a need.

Oh fucking hell, must get cash for parking, too. Bleh.