Such much to do! Even more to say and yet so little time. Here it is, 5 after midnight and I’m ready to go to bed … but I figured I’d update …
Hmmm, lets see … first and foremost … I have a roomba coming! I’m stoked …
Tomorrow is Thursday which means today was Wednesday which means south park just came on(a new episode) and it was hilarious.
Today doug decieded to do an rm -rf on one of our production image folders. DOH! Thank god for IE … (maybe more on that later)
I have an itch.
I think it needs to be scratched.
**beavis and butthead** Uhhh … did you say anus? Have you listened to a word I’ve said? Of course … you said anus.
I think people should get their news from 2 and only 2 sources. The Colbert report and the Daily show with Jon Stewart. I’m a liberal, what can I say? Or(after just reading culture wars) I’m a secular progressive. Or as Colbert would like to say, "No I’m not, I’m just a deeply religious man who will do anything you say."
Ok … so I’m out. Thanks for wasting your life reading this. I appreciate it, I really do …
Perhaps next time I’ll post something full of thought, and inspire some people … until then, I’ll leave you with this song.
I heard this song on my ipod today and it brought back memories of High school graduation … 20 of us all just started to belt this song out at the top of our lungs …
No idea why … but it’s a great song. Great band …
There’s every good reason for letting you go
She’s sneaky and smoked out
And it’s starting to show
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around, our back on each other
That’s a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
You say that I’ve changed
Well maybe I did
But even if I changed
What’s wrong with it
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around, our back on each other
That’s a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
And our friends are gone and gone
And all the time moves on and on
And all I know is it’s wrong, it’s wrong
And all I know it’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong
If there’s a reason, it’s lost on me
Maybe we’ll be friends, I guess we’ll see
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around, our back on each other
That’s a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around let’s turn on each other
Good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
That’s a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
What a good idea…
I remember the stupid things, the mood rings, the bracelets and the beads
Nickels and dimes, yours and mine, did you cash in all your dreams
You don’t dream for me, no (goodbye, goodbye) you don’t dream for me, no
But I still feel you pulse like sonar from the days in the waves
That girl is like a sunburn
I would like to say
The girl is like a sunburn
I would like to say
She’s like a sunburn
She’s like a sunburn

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