double giant sigh

I am all alone today at the office, as it’s a holiday (something about a king or something, I don’t really know). but I came in because I’m busy and I need to get shit done. I can take the holiday at a later date.

It’s kind of lonely being here by myself, but also kind of awesome. And it’s really good that no one is here, because honestly I don’t need anyone watching me sob my way through the day, post Packer loss. my heart breaks and I dreamed all night about that lousy last interception (I sigh & cry for all of green bay). There is relief to be had though, because the patriots will make the giants sorry, sorry they ever became football players, sorry they showed up in phoenix, sorry they were ever born.

football hates me and hates my baby.


no, TONIGHT is 1999.

okay so last night turned out to be just another sad day in domestic paradise. no party. nothing was debauched. But! the boy is gone again tonight, he’s still with his aunt, and it’s friday night. woo! I can be as naughty as I want to be. which means that I will probably watch some 30 Rock eps tonight.

no no, I am going to live it up. I swear I am! alright, I’m not fooling anyone. But I do think I’ll smoke. It’s been awhile and I’ve been saving a special piece for myself. so tonight I will enjoy it. jealous? you should be. you really should be.


tonight I’m gonna party like it’s 1999.

Well, okay I am going to party more like it’s 2036. because I’m old and decrepit, etc. but the point is I’m partying, as the boy has gone off to spend the night at his aunt’s house. I may even stay up past 11pm. I just may indeed.

speaking of sleeping, I really think someone needs to do some work in this area and invent a new sleep position. side, stomach and back? really? that’s it? We have all this fancy shit in our lives, but only three sleep positions? It’s not working for me. I’m not comfortable in any of them. I’m sick of them all. Stupid sleeping positions. stupid body. stupid bed. stupid pillow. all of it, stupid!


I am trying to break your heart

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The headphone situation has grown ever more dire. The earbud of my current crapass pair has pulled away from the phones, as seen in the accompanying photo. Glue will alleviate the problem sure, but I think we can all agree I NEED a new pair. Of course over the holidays I spent the money I’d been saving for my elitist pair. But I shall begin saving anew. Clearly this agression (by my headphones) cannot stand.