Archive for January, 2007

Love this, hate that

Wednesday, January 31st, 2007

I’m nothing if not a copier. So Janet, I’m stealing this from you, baby.
Loving: apples and cinnamon instant oatmeal.
Hating: that I want to eat two packs of it every morning.
Loving: this post from HollowSquirrel. Which proves that her PowerPoint skills are far greater than mine.
Loving: the preview for next week’s episode of Veronica [...]

I’m really into you right now

Tuesday, January 30th, 2007

I’m really into my little sister right now. I mean, I’ve always loved her. But I’m really liking her lately.
(I can just see The King rolling his eyes at me saying this.)
My sister is 7 years younger then me. That doesn’t seem like that much now, but when I was 20 and [...]

A simple lesson in shapes

Monday, January 29th, 2007

My sister (who I love with all of my heart) and her husband (who I also love) are looking for a new apartment to rent. They both recently got new jobs and are anxious to find a place closer to their jobs. They’ve been looking at a ton of different apartments trying to [...]

King Friday – now with less nitpicking

Friday, January 26th, 2007

I get lots of junk emails. They even started to come to my work email at my last job. My co-worker and I would laugh when they came in (he got them too) about possibly investing all of our 401k money in the next big stock “runner”, or a pile of prescription meds [...]

Mysophobia – sounds like a phobia of Myspace, but it isn’t

Thursday, January 25th, 2007

There’s a lady that works on the same floor as I do, over on the side the restroom’s on. She works in a different department, so I don’t even know her name. Of course we’re friendly with each other. If I see her in the kitchen heating up her lunch, I’ll ask about [...]

The next Gregory Hines?

Wednesday, January 24th, 2007

My friend May has a 2 year old daughter. Babboo loves May’s daughter, as do I. She’s hilarious, and always makes Babboo smile. She says things to him like; baby Babboo want some crackers? And then stuffs crackers in his face. All the while, he smiles and reaches out to [...]