Saturday, January 31, 2009
Creo que si.
That some people are born with cool hair and some are not and there's not a damn thing anybody can do to change their hair class. Research is pending.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tonight
I ate my dinner on the toilet (using it as a chair w/ cover down) and then went running in an ice storm.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Only
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Life
I'm in bed, in my boxers, eating taco bell burritos and I've got to wonder. Can life get any better than this?
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Jimmeny Crickets!
I wish I could at least fake an interest in sports. In the business world you come off like a giant tool if you don't know that shit. Do you know those games are like two hours long?? Think of all the other cool stuff I could be doing. And on Sunday they have them on all day and on Monday you are supposed to talk about everything that happened. I don't want to spend my Sunday watching that shit all day. I want to do something. Read a book, climb rocks, join a fight club.
Xanga had this cool thing that let you show people what you were reading. It was a good and subtle way to let people know how well read and intellectual I was. Now I have to do it manually. The book is called Blink and I actually heard about it from my Dad. It's a psychology book about the power of the unconscious to make better decisions with very little information versus a decision made with pages and pages of raw information. That was a horrible explanation but if you read two pages of it you wouldn't be able to put it down. Blink.
I think I'm gonna start posting on my xanga again.
Xanga had this cool thing that let you show people what you were reading. It was a good and subtle way to let people know how well read and intellectual I was. Now I have to do it manually. The book is called Blink and I actually heard about it from my Dad. It's a psychology book about the power of the unconscious to make better decisions with very little information versus a decision made with pages and pages of raw information. That was a horrible explanation but if you read two pages of it you wouldn't be able to put it down. Blink.
I think I'm gonna start posting on my xanga again.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Requisites for girl friend...
1. Bangs: At first I thought that maybe I just really liked bangs but lately I'm thinking that maybe I just find foreheads really unattractive.
2. AT&T Cell Phone Service: Hey, free mobile to mobile. I'm not made of minutes.
3. The ability (or mental retardation) to laugh at anything I say.
4. A dorky interest or hobby that allows me to feel more comfortable being dorky myself.
5. Cool spending a Sunday watching Cartoon Network or Nickelodeon.
6. An intense hatred of all sports. (Strong boredom at the least)
7. Wicked boobs
2. AT&T Cell Phone Service: Hey, free mobile to mobile. I'm not made of minutes.
3. The ability (or mental retardation) to laugh at anything I say.
4. A dorky interest or hobby that allows me to feel more comfortable being dorky myself.
5. Cool spending a Sunday watching Cartoon Network or Nickelodeon.
6. An intense hatred of all sports. (Strong boredom at the least)
7. Wicked boobs
Memories
The last time I visited my grandpa in the hospital I showed him pictures of my uncle's new cabin on my iphone. Once he got used to the finger flick browsing he quickly went through all of the cabin pictures and into my personal ones. There was a slight pause until he said, "Sorry, Dave. Do you have stuff on here I shouldn't see?" I instictively grabbed the phone out of his hands, worried he would see a picture of me drinking or out at a bar. Later I realized that I didn't have any pictures like that and I felt really bad about it. Once for taking away the phone he was obviously interested in as he lay on a hospital bed covered in tubes and twice because the absence of any pictures that would offend my sunday school teaching, WWII vet grandpa kinda means in a way my life is boring.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
I'm Funny
When I came back from lunch today a couple of coworkers commented on my handspun-awesomeness Chic-fil-a milkshake. I told them I was getting a head start on my New Year's resolution. Curiously, they asked what my resolution was and I said, "to drink more milkshakes."
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