Sunday, August 19, 2007

When I get really old, I am going to be a random kicker. Just walk up to people and kick them in the shins if I think they are jerks. Like people who are rude to bodega owners and shopkeepers. Or people who throw litter. And definitely people who read Ayn Rand.

If all A are B,
and all A are C,
then some B are C.

Like, gag me with a smurf.

The show Heroes has hooked it's grimy little claws into me - I'm addicted, darn it all. So this is like, what, the tenth show I've gotten addicted to in the course of like, a season? I'm such a nutjob. Sigh.

I want to skate on treadmills like OK GO! I do realize, though, that as soon as I attempt anything of the sort on my own treadmill, I'm going to end up in the ER with a broken skull and two broken arms.

So I rented season 1 again of the show Monk. Is it ironic that somebody switched all the dvds around in Blockbuster? I felt insane reorganizing a show about an OCD Detective.


One Wink at a Time said...

I've been wanting to come over here for awhile and just never had time. I love you on the Peevery. I just read a couple posts above this but settled here. You are great, it's like you're sitting right in front of me making me laugh. I'll be back when I can if you'll have me.

One Wink at a Time said...

Oh wait. Now I see I'm talking to a neglected blog. Dammit anyhow.

Ahem. Excuse me? Is there like, any chance at all that you might like, post again? Or are you like, just busy or something?

Nebulous Grey said...

I'm really busy, but I might still use this again when things settle into more of a routine. :)