And how was your day?
Fascinating facts about me:
-My kitchen is now sixty percent mouse free! I'm not sure where the rest have gone, but I'm thinking of establishing a treaty negotiation with the Mouse King. In exchange for safe passage through my kingdom, he and his remaining subjects swear to only devour ten percent of my foodstuffs. To sweeten the deal, he promises to give me half of Poland.
-My bathroom no longer makes strong men gag! Or lesser men weep!
-Did you know that towels work better when they're clean? I do! Now.
-Today I experienced the simple pleasure of riding the street car all the way home! No film shoots obstructing crucial intersections! No mysterious and sudden turn-offs at Lansdowne! Hooray for all the way home!
-I enjoy being alone the same way certain people enjoy good music.
- At my new favorite bookstore, The Monkey's Paw, they have a book that contains all known interviews given by Flannery O'Connor. I would kill for this book! Maybe you! Just kidding. Maybe.
-I can barely be bothered to read any more. There's almost nothing that keeps my attention. The thought is both exhilarating and terrifying. Mostly terrifying.
-Every mistake I have ever made can be chalked up to either poor impulse control or lack of forethought! These are just fancy ways of saying I make dumb decisions. Please make a note of that.
-I spend more time on my computer than I do with certain members of my family! This is not unhealthy as I want to. I am confident that if you met certain members of my family, you would spend more time on my computer too.
-I have learned that Piquet is much harder to play than I thought.
-Today I spilt coffee all over my desk. I didn't really mind. Not much.
-'King's Crossing' is perhaps my favorite song, ever. I'm not always sure what it's about-Junkies? Despair? Despairing Junkies?-but I would totally gay-marry it if it asked me too.
-I determine the gender of songs based on the song writer. Yes, I know it's not a perfect system.
-Nothing beats walking around your mostly clean apartment in your bathrobe and slippers. Nothing. I defy you to name anything more pleasurable.
-I mostly consider work as that eight hour break in my day where I have to make money.
-My kitchen is now sixty percent mouse free! I'm not sure where the rest have gone, but I'm thinking of establishing a treaty negotiation with the Mouse King. In exchange for safe passage through my kingdom, he and his remaining subjects swear to only devour ten percent of my foodstuffs. To sweeten the deal, he promises to give me half of Poland.
-My bathroom no longer makes strong men gag! Or lesser men weep!
-Did you know that towels work better when they're clean? I do! Now.
-Today I experienced the simple pleasure of riding the street car all the way home! No film shoots obstructing crucial intersections! No mysterious and sudden turn-offs at Lansdowne! Hooray for all the way home!
-I enjoy being alone the same way certain people enjoy good music.
- At my new favorite bookstore, The Monkey's Paw, they have a book that contains all known interviews given by Flannery O'Connor. I would kill for this book! Maybe you! Just kidding. Maybe.
-I can barely be bothered to read any more. There's almost nothing that keeps my attention. The thought is both exhilarating and terrifying. Mostly terrifying.
-Every mistake I have ever made can be chalked up to either poor impulse control or lack of forethought! These are just fancy ways of saying I make dumb decisions. Please make a note of that.
-I spend more time on my computer than I do with certain members of my family! This is not unhealthy as I want to. I am confident that if you met certain members of my family, you would spend more time on my computer too.
-I have learned that Piquet is much harder to play than I thought.
-Today I spilt coffee all over my desk. I didn't really mind. Not much.
-'King's Crossing' is perhaps my favorite song, ever. I'm not always sure what it's about-Junkies? Despair? Despairing Junkies?-but I would totally gay-marry it if it asked me too.
-I determine the gender of songs based on the song writer. Yes, I know it's not a perfect system.
-Nothing beats walking around your mostly clean apartment in your bathrobe and slippers. Nothing. I defy you to name anything more pleasurable.
-I mostly consider work as that eight hour break in my day where I have to make money.
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