my right forearm has been hurting lately. i think it's carpel tunnel . for probably five hours out of every work day, my hand just sits on the mouse. there is no pad for support and now i'm paying for it. my personal massage therapist was kind enough to apply some pressure to it last night. it was dreamy. my adviser has recommended i file a disability claim. i'm taking it under consideration.
the oscars are tonight. surprisingly, i haven't see a single movie from the best picture category. most of them are in my blockbuster queue, but i've lost that spark to go watch these movies alone in a theater.
i would do anything for love, but i won't quit smack. the meatloaf song has been in and out of my head these past couple of weeks. i don't know what it means. i've been trying to figure out what "that" is. i can think of a few guesses. even my dreams haven't been able to escape the meat.
happy birthday to madison k. she'll be a whopping two on tuesday. level 3 is going great, despite the current stock price. the weather is getting nice. thoughts of camping are dancing in my head. no change with torn city. i'm kind of stuck in a rut there. watching sopranos season four on dvd. forgot how amazing that show is. and the cadbury cream eggs keep on coming.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
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Thursday, February 05, 2009
the doctor shows
vacations. where should i go this year? probably not out of the country. somewhere with a hard rock of course. i'm thinking seattle. phoenix maybe. those are close. it's gotta be somewhere though. hard to plan with a little girl.
i'm watching grey's anatomy and what a joke. this is the worst hospital ever. these people are all having sex with each other and are the most unprofessional and dysfunctional doctors ever. worse than the idiots on scrubs. every doctor show is stupid. every cop show too for that matter. except life on mars. that is actually kind of interesting. back to grey's...lesbo doctors making out, doctor's having sex and breaking a bone. the bone. tonight is a "crossover" with another stupid doctor show called 'private practice'. these doctor shows make me sick.
it's hard to believe all this michael phelps uproar. the stupid cereal maker dropped him as a sponsor and now he's banned from swim meets for a few months. i even saw an article tonight saying a pot scandal jolts japan's sumo world. what is this world coming to?? phelps is the greatest olympian of our time. sumo wrestlers are the fattest guys of our time. if they want a little dub, then so what? what is the harm to the world? kids will be disappointed in their olympic hero? six year old swimmers won't understand or find out. older swimmers or sumo wrestlers that look up to these guys won't care either. if there are some that are really bothered by phelps on a bong, then i am sure it is a small percentage of folks. it's just mind boggling. but it is good to see that phelps is just as human as the rest of us. he's already the king of the world. phelps should quit swimming and move to jamaica. or maybe just swim there.
i'm watching grey's anatomy and what a joke. this is the worst hospital ever. these people are all having sex with each other and are the most unprofessional and dysfunctional doctors ever. worse than the idiots on scrubs. every doctor show is stupid. every cop show too for that matter. except life on mars. that is actually kind of interesting. back to grey's...lesbo doctors making out, doctor's having sex and breaking a bone. the bone. tonight is a "crossover" with another stupid doctor show called 'private practice'. these doctor shows make me sick.
it's hard to believe all this michael phelps uproar. the stupid cereal maker dropped him as a sponsor and now he's banned from swim meets for a few months. i even saw an article tonight saying a pot scandal jolts japan's sumo world. what is this world coming to?? phelps is the greatest olympian of our time. sumo wrestlers are the fattest guys of our time. if they want a little dub, then so what? what is the harm to the world? kids will be disappointed in their olympic hero? six year old swimmers won't understand or find out. older swimmers or sumo wrestlers that look up to these guys won't care either. if there are some that are really bothered by phelps on a bong, then i am sure it is a small percentage of folks. it's just mind boggling. but it is good to see that phelps is just as human as the rest of us. he's already the king of the world. phelps should quit swimming and move to jamaica. or maybe just swim there.
Monday, February 02, 2009
the chin whiskers
*sigh*
where to begin? but really, who cares?
couple things. i hate social networking. tomorrow would be a great day if the myspace and facebook servers crashed and just disappeared. what a hassle these things are. i have no picture on facebook and a profile that may as well not exist. yet i get people wanting to be my "friends" on there almost daily. funny thing is that 90 percent of these "friends" are already "friends" with me on myspace. i only signed up for facebook to see a blunder that my buddy made on there with one of the labels of his pictures. then come to find out, i couldn't view his pics until we were "friends". by that time i didn't care to go look (and i'm sure he fixed it). so i think i'll be deleting my blank facebook profile soon. as far as myspace is concerned, i view it only as a portal to this here blog. i don't care about comments, bands, pictures, emails, groups, "friends", and advertisements. of course, i care about my friends, just not my "friends". myspace has sucked from the beginning anyway. it was never user friendly and i remember complaining about so many things from that stupid site. you wanna talk to me? telecommastere@gmail.com. i also have a cellular phone that sits in my pants pocket. you wanna see pics of me? meet me at old chicago on 88th and wads this friday night. are you out of town? then i'll send you naked pictures of me to your email. i can be very accommodating. but i don't need ten different social network websites to stay in touch. i don't need social networking sites for my career friends. i don't need social picture website. i don't need socialist websites. actually, well, never mind. i'll save socialism for another day. enough of this crap already. the fad is over.
*sigh*
my little girl is doing good. like all kids, she's getting big and talking more and more. she loves telling stupid jonas "no no no no" when he jumps on the kitchen counters. she knows how to laugh like ernie from sesame street. he kind of does that wispy kind of heeheehee. katie is still the sweetest thing. if she sees a stuffed animal, she'll go over and give it a kiss. when i come home from work, she will run up to me and kiss my leg, then turn and run away. she takes after her dad and loves to read. when the mrs. and i are in the kitchen talking, my little girl is happy enough to go to her books and just sift through every one she has. she loves when i put on my ipod and play my guitar to it. katie always wants to take the pick and strum it for me. then we'll rock out to everything under the sun. she likes zeppelin, the dead, and enya. kim bought her the enya cd, but mainly just to put the girl to sleep. i'm down with that though. enya has the cool spiritual quality about it. one of my favorite things to do is to take little girl into the backyard during the night time. i love showing her all that the night has to offer. i think she enjoys it as well.
i shaved my stupid goatee tonight. i hate the word, so henceforth i will refer to it as my chin whiskers. people often tell me that they prefer me with chin whiskers. that just tells me that people would rather not look at me. the more i can cover up my face, the better. i'm surprised i haven't been told that i'd look good with a bag over my head. but i shaved it tonight finally. just needed some change i guess. and besides, chin whiskers like mine haven't been "in" for about four years at least. it was a 90s thing i think. my work folks will be in for a surprise i imagine. i don't recall not having chin whiskers since i started there almost two years ago. they will probably tell me to put a bag over my head. maybe if i get a promotion one of these years, then i will grow it back. or something back. handlebar 'stashe perhaps?
hard to believe that cadbury cream eggs were already for sale in january. cream eggs are a guilty pleasure of mine. i love them. i just do. one was consumed probably four minutes ago. another will be consumed during my lunch tomorrow. between now and april, i will likely consume 300 lbs of cream eggs.
well that's enough for one night, maybe even for one month. it's 10:32 p.m. so i have about a half hour to read my riveting book i got for christmas. *sigh* night.
where to begin? but really, who cares?
couple things. i hate social networking. tomorrow would be a great day if the myspace and facebook servers crashed and just disappeared. what a hassle these things are. i have no picture on facebook and a profile that may as well not exist. yet i get people wanting to be my "friends" on there almost daily. funny thing is that 90 percent of these "friends" are already "friends" with me on myspace. i only signed up for facebook to see a blunder that my buddy made on there with one of the labels of his pictures. then come to find out, i couldn't view his pics until we were "friends". by that time i didn't care to go look (and i'm sure he fixed it). so i think i'll be deleting my blank facebook profile soon. as far as myspace is concerned, i view it only as a portal to this here blog. i don't care about comments, bands, pictures, emails, groups, "friends", and advertisements. of course, i care about my friends, just not my "friends". myspace has sucked from the beginning anyway. it was never user friendly and i remember complaining about so many things from that stupid site. you wanna talk to me? telecommastere@gmail.com. i also have a cellular phone that sits in my pants pocket. you wanna see pics of me? meet me at old chicago on 88th and wads this friday night. are you out of town? then i'll send you naked pictures of me to your email. i can be very accommodating. but i don't need ten different social network websites to stay in touch. i don't need social networking sites for my career friends. i don't need social picture website. i don't need socialist websites. actually, well, never mind. i'll save socialism for another day. enough of this crap already. the fad is over.
*sigh*
my little girl is doing good. like all kids, she's getting big and talking more and more. she loves telling stupid jonas "no no no no" when he jumps on the kitchen counters. she knows how to laugh like ernie from sesame street. he kind of does that wispy kind of heeheehee. katie is still the sweetest thing. if she sees a stuffed animal, she'll go over and give it a kiss. when i come home from work, she will run up to me and kiss my leg, then turn and run away. she takes after her dad and loves to read. when the mrs. and i are in the kitchen talking, my little girl is happy enough to go to her books and just sift through every one she has. she loves when i put on my ipod and play my guitar to it. katie always wants to take the pick and strum it for me. then we'll rock out to everything under the sun. she likes zeppelin, the dead, and enya. kim bought her the enya cd, but mainly just to put the girl to sleep. i'm down with that though. enya has the cool spiritual quality about it. one of my favorite things to do is to take little girl into the backyard during the night time. i love showing her all that the night has to offer. i think she enjoys it as well.
i shaved my stupid goatee tonight. i hate the word, so henceforth i will refer to it as my chin whiskers. people often tell me that they prefer me with chin whiskers. that just tells me that people would rather not look at me. the more i can cover up my face, the better. i'm surprised i haven't been told that i'd look good with a bag over my head. but i shaved it tonight finally. just needed some change i guess. and besides, chin whiskers like mine haven't been "in" for about four years at least. it was a 90s thing i think. my work folks will be in for a surprise i imagine. i don't recall not having chin whiskers since i started there almost two years ago. they will probably tell me to put a bag over my head. maybe if i get a promotion one of these years, then i will grow it back. or something back. handlebar 'stashe perhaps?
hard to believe that cadbury cream eggs were already for sale in january. cream eggs are a guilty pleasure of mine. i love them. i just do. one was consumed probably four minutes ago. another will be consumed during my lunch tomorrow. between now and april, i will likely consume 300 lbs of cream eggs.
well that's enough for one night, maybe even for one month. it's 10:32 p.m. so i have about a half hour to read my riveting book i got for christmas. *sigh* night.
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