April 20th, 2006entertain me please
Today was the first time I didn’t get carded when buying liquor at a liquor store. It was sorta surreal. Now I feel old. (Everyone who’s older than me, shut up. :P)
We now have three people working in our office. While I was gone, they hired a new guy and he’s based in our office. Jury’s still out… he seems alright.
Yesterday morning I received a call from a guy I met at the firefighter/medic party last year. He asked me out. Apparently he got my number from my friend who is dead to me now. He’s just finalized his divorce. I don’t know if that exactly makes him prime dating material right now (I’m going with a very solid no), but aside from that questionable fact, I’m a little busy seeing someone else right now. 😉
It’s been a long couple of days. Can’t anyone post something entertaining?
Old bitch.
Comment by Grampa — April 20, 2006 @ 7:45 pm
They like to card people in the States no? I always get carded when I’m in the US and I’m old! (I think I’m Grampa’s age at least…) Hey, at least you still have divorced firemen asking you out – once you’re my age you’re happy just to snag a guy who doesn’t use a walker (ha ha).
When I’m bored, I always go to this site for a laugh: http://engrish.com/recent.php
Comment by Le Will — April 20, 2006 @ 8:09 pm
Or check out this photo:
http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7350/1229/1600/President_chimp4%20–%20dwight%20iwan.jpg
Comment by Le Will — April 20, 2006 @ 8:10 pm
Oops, can’t get the link to work – you can just delete that one.
Comment by Le Will — April 20, 2006 @ 8:14 pm
I’m 34.
Comment by Grampa — April 20, 2006 @ 8:17 pm
Shut it old man. 😛
Thanks Le Will.. at least someone is trying to entertain me 🙂
Comment by the insider — April 20, 2006 @ 9:13 pm
Here is some entertainment from the ghost of your dead friend… you are dead to me too… and dont bother typing a response back to me… because I can’t read it here on my computer… however, I did get to read this by copy and pasting… yeah crazy I know… but then again I always have been your crazy friend… now I am the crazy dead friend… how comforting… dont tell people to ask me for your number, when you are drinking, and then get mad when they do, and I give it out… not fair to me… but life isn’t fair anyway is it.
WELCOME HOME! 🙂
Comment by Ghetto Gurrl — April 21, 2006 @ 12:34 am
Take heart everyone, all the flowers are dying and soon we’ll all be dead.
I take great comfort in that.
Comment by Grampa — April 21, 2006 @ 3:22 am
I’m pleased you’re home and well and back to being bored!
I laughed non-stop at this in The Onion http://www.theonion.com/content/node/47470
and this http://www.gawker.com/news/park-slope/the-park-slope-hat-spat-read-all-the-emails-166214.php which I found at http://www.keris-stainton.com/!
The second of the two makes me wonder if I should be laughing or crying but it’s bellybustingly funny when we wonder about the pc-ness of the use of the term “hat”
Comment by ms. mac — April 21, 2006 @ 6:41 am
Nope, sorry, can’t help you. I am incapable of posting anything entertaining on the internet.
Comment by Thérèse — April 21, 2006 @ 8:42 am
Miss Mac! Thank you. 🙂 I find the Onion ridiculously entertaining, as a matter of fact. 🙂
GG… darling, where ya been? You never call, you never write.
And anyway, don’t listen to me when I’m drinking. 😛
G—Um.. ?
Therese—oh you did well my friend. The Cow in Plaid—sounds kinda like something that should be in an art show. 😉 hehe
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 9:32 am
Hmm…How’s this for entertaining:
Every time my boyfriend comes over my house, he is subjected to my jealous and possessive 13lb. cat running across the room, executing a perfectly-planned jump, in which he lands (every time, mind you) on a place on my boyfriend where no 13lb. cat should ever jump on…EVER. Least of all from a running start…
I ALWAYS immediately remove the cat, and the bf has gotten pretty good at deflecting the injurious landing, but it’s still pretty comical…
Comment by Jenn — April 21, 2006 @ 10:48 am
Oh see now that’s good, lol.
That’s one jealous cat.
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 10:55 am
Hee hee hee hee. Really, all credit should go to Jesster for that one. Cause man. Manohman.
(pause)
I really just gotta link it again. And again and again and again.
MooCow’s so gonna kill me.
Comment by Thérèse — April 21, 2006 @ 2:13 pm
He really is, LOL.
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 2:25 pm
Re: We’ll all be dead soon.
It’s simple, really. People get all bent out of shape about all kinds of little things – I’m stuck in traffic, I don’t like my hair, my ass is too big, Bush is a commie cocksucker, blah, blah blah. In the grander scheme of things, life is far too short to be worrying about petty little things. If you don’t like something, change it, if you can’t, then stop fucken worrying about it, cause it ain’t helpin’ nuthin’. Too little time to sweat the small stuff, cause we’ll all be dead soon.
And, I take great comfort in that.
Oh, and Moo, you should just hang yourself now. Apparently, soon is not enough for some people.
Comment by Grampa — April 21, 2006 @ 2:37 pm
Darling do you need some down time?
I think the pic is adorable of Moo. 😛
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 2:40 pm
No. I’m actually feeling pretty good. There is something that I could use, though.
Comment by Grampa — April 21, 2006 @ 2:49 pm
Uh huh… chocolate. Can’t we all though?
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 2:54 pm
I was thinking bourbon and hookers, but chocolate’ll have to do.
Comment by Grampa — April 21, 2006 @ 3:00 pm
I swear we’ve talked about your penchant for hookers—didn’t we agree it was a deal breaker? ;P
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 3:14 pm
I plead the 5th.
Comment by Grampa — April 21, 2006 @ 3:22 pm
Yeah, you’ve lost that right. 😛
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 3:32 pm