Thursday, August 28, 2008
So now I get to go to all of class, but I still just about have a heart attack every single day praying as if it were the apocalypse, that I am not late for work. I guess if I were Peter Positive Thinker, I would say, "I get great exercise running that mile and a half, thanks job!" but I am not Peter Positive Thinker, I am me, and me is pissed. It's hot as hell and I run in shirts and ties most days.
In summary, running in suits and 100 degree weather is not fun, and neither are people who have power and love to remind you of that by denying you whatever they have power to give....... butt-holes.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
So, now to my title. This "discovery" was made by bigfoot / bigfeet enthusiasts. It was made by 2 guys who lost their jobs in the department of corrections and dedicated their lives to finding bigfood / bigfeet (I have no idea how I would start that conversation with my wife (probably something like this: "uh...... honey...... did you ever see that movie 'Harry and the Hendersons......."') or something like that). So why do I have a hard time believing that something would be found by people that are looking for it? ....... Good question. I guess it boils down to their approach. The two men (psychos) that said they found the bigfoot colony said that they didn't take any alive because they didn't want to disrupt their habitat, but they are creating a media "frenzy" and then setting a time of disclosure, but the only media that will be there, are the ones that are willing to pay. Philanthropy and capitalism seem to me to be at the opposite ends of the spectrum.
So it's crap in my humble and eloquent opinion, I somehow think that these things are more likely found by people who aren't looking for them, rather than people that have obsessed about finding it and have dedicated their lives to do so.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
As a final thought: Explain this to me: Why is it that I enjoy skipping days when working and attending school, because I feel so insanely stressed out, but when I have more than one day off in a row I start to get insanely depressed?
Monday, August 11, 2008
That's right kids, I changed my first diaper. I am 24 years old. I did seriously wear those gardening gloves. Not only am I scared to death of other people's poop (even if it is from a very cute neice), but I despise touching wet naps or baby wipes. I don't know what it is, maybe some traumatizing wet nap experience in my childhood that is long since repressed, but that alcohol smell and wet napkin feel just make me gag.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
ok...... so that may not be completely true. It would probably be something more like this:
Yup..... just clock me out and plug me in..... it's going to be great!
I have a really good idea for an analysis on racism or the perception thereof, but I am missing a really funny picture that I took from a window display in Fry's. I will let your imagination run with that for a little while, and for now say "until then."