Archive for December, 2005
iLove
29 December 2005My iPod (heretofore known as my rrrPod) just arrive. I almost fainted from excitement. I already know that I love this tiny machine more than I’ve ever loved a man and I am totally, totally okay with that. My GOD it’s so beautiful. I just want to gaze upon it all day. Am going back [...]
Can’t leave rap alone, the game needs me
29 December 2005Can the chronicles of narnia rap save hip hop?
Whores! Everywhere!
28 December 2005Went to go see Memoirs of a Geisha last night with Tammi and Book Club Jess. I think people are being unnecessarily harsh on this movie– it’s all very pretty to look at, and the story is good. Having said that, I totally get that all the Japanese people got pissed off at the casting [...]
Actual suggestions from store.apple.com on ideas for engraving your iPod
27 December 2005Carry My Heart With You Happy Wife, Happy Life hold my hand, close your eyes Luv Ya, Rock Star Ooh Baby I Love your way To my sweet pea What’s cooking, good lookin? will you marry me? You make my life sing. You Rock My World You’re my timeless love To the apple of my [...]
I say hurl. If you blow chunks and she comes back, she’s yours. But if you spew and she bolts, then it was never meant to be.
27 December 2005My long standing favorite euphemism for vomiting is to “yak.” This is mostly because I have no idea how to explain the etymology behind it… I’m pretty sure that it’s not related to the buffalo-esque animal, but must instead be some outgrowth of a foreign word or something. In any event, any tense of Yak [...]
Upgrade/ Downgrade: The MTA transit strike edition
20 December 2005So after a week of me saying “if they haven’t done it by now, they’re not going to do it,” they’ve gone and up and done it. No buses, no trains, millions of people trying to get to work, and 24 degree weather. The transit workers have our collective balls in a vice and they [...]
“Were you the crab?” asked the president as I stacked my poker chips
19 December 2005I have to admit, work was a little less cheery today knowing that there was no tiny crab behind the jiffy mailers in my office. Friday, after the 16th floor crab hijinks, I wrapped him up in a snowman gift bag and whitney rounded me up for the conference room throw-down that is the sales [...]
All anyone in my office can talk about right now
19 December 2005… is the SNL Chronic of Narnia rap. Which none of my bosses can stop singing. Take that, I-Banking! Bet you don’t have mondays like THIS. *Update: The lyrics. Call us Aaron Burr from the way we’re dropping Hamiltons.
CrabWatch 2005
16 December 2005Am starting to have irrational fears pertaining to putting the crab in the grab bag. What if someone else is ALSO doing hermit crabs? What if hermit crabs are this year’s starbucks card, and I wind up like the torros at the state competition of Bring It On and have to watch helplessly as someone [...]
A thief comes in the middle of the night and steals 4 oxen.
16 December 2005In case I need another reminder of the first semester of college where all I did was drink and play Oregon Trail and rock that 1.9 GPA.