10.35 AM
fuck damn, i'm sleepy! i can't work. i can't function well. and i can't handle the cold shoulder treatment. it's something that i've never learned to deal with. ever. i am completely capable of compartmentalized thinking... but whenever i get the cold shoulder, my consciousness, focus, and resolve all goes haywire. i can't stand the fact that someone somewhere would want to stab my spleen with a spoon. maybe it's me. my flawed character. the way i like to please everyone as much as possible. but i can't do that, right? can i?
the term cold shoulder, by the way, was coined sir walter scott in his 1816 book, the antiquary. during those days (back when anal intrusion was still sanctioned by the catholic church), an unwelcome guest or a guest that has maxed out his welcome was served a cold shoulder of mutton instead of a hot meal.
i say give me a cold shoulder of mutton instead.
10.44 AM
i found myself staring blankly into space again. i was thinking of the time i first reported for work in this company. why? well.. i guess you start to think of the beginning when you know the end is near. hot damn! you gotta admit, i delivered that line better than brad pitt did in mr. & mrs. smith. score one for me, yo!
11.08 AM
today's crossword is extremely hard to complete... especially now that i've torn the damn thing to a thousand bits. f*ck you crossword puzzle!
11.15 AM
if only i can muster enough energy to edit these articles. if. only. shit!
11.29 AM
onerepublic's record sounds quite good. i'm mildly amused with it. found myself singing along with some tunes. if only these guys didn't feature lacoste as much in their mtvs, they would've had better street cred. now, they're product placement whores instead.
11.41 AM
is it lunchtime yet? is it? damn!
11.43 AM
one facebook contact just announced she will attend the "hug a jew day" on february 2. wow! hug a jew. what's up with that? how about hug a german?
12.00 PM
finally! lunch! now time to eat my cold shoulder of mutton.
ciao guys!
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