Friday, November 11, 2011

Random Talk.

Enjoy the music while you read...

http://youtu.be/iTHWQSfaFLA

I'm really into Ke$ha  right now. I have no excuses... I'm an adult and it makes no sense. Also... I might listen to shit - but at least I can recognize it...

 "You should know
That I love you a lot
But I just can't date a dude with a vag"

Thanks Ke$ha...Thanks for reinforcing those gender roles and singing an embarrassing, piece-of-shit song...

It's catchy though.

I hate celebrity Christmas albums. I've heard those old songs enough. And the old versions were better because they were antiquated and cozy and reminiscent of a past that we have colored in much warmer tones than it was originally painted.

I'm in Zoloft withdrawals. It's pretty awful. It feels like electric zaps in your head. I felt fine for awhile after having sex... I realized that I probably blasted a bunch of serotonin into my neural pathways... Brain chemistry is so crazy.

BTW... And I'm sure he'll feel proud if he reads it... I am having the best sex of my life.   I'm imagining your applause... And I am waving my hands in that Hollywood, "Oh!, You simply mustn't! It is MY honor!" way.

It's been hood fever at work. What I mean by "hood" has nothing to do with gold teeth and fat booties... I mean clitoral hoods... and "work" (it should always have the quotation marks, honestly) involves shoving needles through them. I love my job... But it's an odd place to be in your late 20's. Or any age, probably...

"So what do you do?"

"Oh! How kind of you to ask! I STAB PEOPLES' GENITALS."*

I'm exhausted... But Luchini needs to be out of his crate for a few hours... And I didn't get home until 2:20...

I got tattooed at work today. We've got 2 apprentices and I'm letting them both do little banger tattoos (that's what we call small, quick ones) on me. In actuality... only one of them has tattooed me... twice... but the other will have a go soon.   Anyway... It's a toad/frog sitting on a mushroom with an umbrella. It makes no sense but it's soooo cute!!!

People, don't take life too seriously. Nobody gets out alive.

I read that at the post office... It was someone's desk accessory.   Honestly, a bit morbid... Better hope they don't go postal. I know personally that the guy was into some pretty crazy metal like "Disturbed"

I am being completely sarcastic. Actual scary bands usually start from Norway or Denmark.

No. really. Wiki pedia "Mayhem" the band. Craziness.

I'vebeen osessively watching Parks and Recreation. It's the office. Except way better. Ron Swanson is my new hero.

Ok. Well, I'm tired...




*among other things