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An ongoing log mainly concerned with the bowel movements of small mammals - or so it seems.
Saturday, January 31, 2004 Friday, January 30, 2004 Thursday, January 29, 2004 Tuesday, January 27, 2004 To everyone that said "who needs heated seats in their car?". Who's laughing now. Haaahahhahahahahaa.
Sunday, January 25, 2004 Sometimes you play with the simplest things and you accidently make something that hypnotizes yourself
Saturday, January 24, 2004 ![]() A&E were showing an Animal House revisited type show the other day. How come they never show a Krull revisited type show. And from there do an analysis of why Liam Neeson doesn't die soon enough in any movie he's in. Thursday, January 22, 2004 A very long day of being here and there and people asking me the samething over and over. Thanks for the interest folks, but I'm doing okay.
If you were out around 5 this morning you would have seen a fantastic display of the northern lights.
Wednesday, January 21, 2004 Your life might be busier and more chaotic than you expect, so you must refrain yourself from visiting the sick or attending funerals
That's right sickos, stay away from me. Tuesday, January 20, 2004 Wow 2 years after submitting a resume to a recruitment place they actually decide to contact me. Fantastic service folks.
Ideal for:
:: Football clubs :: Sports clubs :: Stadiums :: Fanclubs :: Fan bars :: Bars :: Discotheques :: Hotels :: Restaurants :: Airports :: Train stations :: Camping sites :: Beer gardens :: and many others. Sunday, January 18, 2004 So besides being kind of a bore, the new Battlestar Galactica raised a couple questions. Like will the new female Starbuck be trying to get into the pants of Athena or Cassiopeia? How come the Cylons aren't wearing CCM hockey gloves - did they sign a new endorsment deal with Nike? Where's the Cylon with all christmas lights on his head? And when are they going to get to that ice planet with Britt Ekland?
Shag Island. There's a whole marketing angle for tourism they could take on this. Maybe even a reality show set there.
Friday, January 16, 2004 My idea of business development? Move the office closer to a good 7-11. Good quality Slurpees make me more productive.
Wednesday, January 14, 2004 ![]() Bet if I get the right mix of cold medication, Slurpee, and Pop Rocks I could write some breathtaking fanfiction for She's the Sheriff. That's right play safe. Wait to check out one last store in town before ordering those new shoes. Then find that the time it takes to get to the store and back that the size you need is no longer available. Now soothe self by saying those really weren't the colour you really wanted anyway.
Tuesday, January 13, 2004 sleep for half an hour, have intensely insane dream, wake up thinking have slept 6 hours, blow mucous for half an hour, repeat 4 times. give up at 4am when neighbours begin their classic rock morning rotation with Buffalo Springfield and Dr. Hook. As if I wasn't sick enough.
Sunday, January 11, 2004 Friday, January 09, 2004 mmmm that lovely feeling of gummy eyes combined with a wad of mucous creeping down the back of the sinus cavity towards the throat. No wonder I've felt like shit all week long.
Thursday, January 08, 2004 Tuesday, January 06, 2004 Lunch today:
Monday, January 05, 2004 oh my oh my oh my oh my I think a bullet just whistled past my head. New battery and a sensor are all that's needed but otherwise the engine seems to be 100% according to the mechanic. Thought for sure that the engine was complete toast so I'll take the hit to get it fixed and count my blessings. Of course this still doesn't explain where the oil disappeared to - not that many kms since last oil job, didn't seem to be burning oil, and they can't find any leaks. Was it frozen in a big blob somewhere else in the engine? Did the Hamburglar steal it to make fries?
Sunday, January 04, 2004 Last day of holiday break and the first half is spent waiting for AMA to show up and jump start the car.
Friday, January 02, 2004 Watching the cast commentary of the Two Towers really makes you realise how much you wish Sean Astin would shut the fuck up.
Thursday, January 01, 2004 From one of the first junks mails of the new year:
acetic remote cain bobolink countrymen ssw anglo blustery galley retroactive arturo trenchant einstein halsey meaty negligent ribald stillbirth rushmore sideboard icicle pity anchoritism telegraphy halvah barb beman consolidate clannish didn't cardinal diacritic lurk coal bunny trounce cohort snout airfield dowitcher denotation collate |
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