Und jetzt ich muß schlafe.
My god if I butchered that someone please let me know.
That’s what I want to be. My dream profession. To get paid a million gazillion dollars to play lots of different sports at a less-than-professional level. ‘Cause we all know I have neither the athleticism nor the talent to play anything professionally. But I do like to play. A little bit of everything. So many little bits of everything that I could very easily become very professional at it. The little bittiness, not the actual playing. Erm, am I making sense? Am I repeating myself? I do indeed think I am, although I’m not quite sure how. Forgive me, it’s late. I know that 1:30 isn’t late for most of you out there, but I’m dead tired. I’ve been up since 6 AM! Time to go curl up into my sleepball.
1. I think I’m hungry.
2. I get cold.
3. I’m pretty sure I’m hungry.
4. I get tired.
5. I know I’m hungry.
6. I get cranky.
7. Everyone else around me knows I’m hungry.
8. My stomach grumbles.
9. I grumble.
10. My head feels light.
11. My head hurts.
12. Stomach pains!
I don’t know what happens after number 12. I’ve never made it past 12 because the only time I get that hungry is when I’m doing something that involves other people, and by that time they’re so afraid of me and my hunger-induced crankiness that either we go eat or they start feeding me whatever they can find.
I just noticed that my word of the morning wasn’t a word.
It’s a phrase.
But it’s a phrase that acts like a word.
So does it qualify?
Perhaps I should rename the title of my post:
Or maybe I should act German and invent a new word:
That’s what I curl into before I Zzzzz…
Check this out. Some dude in New Jersey punishes his wife when she’s bad by biting her. That’s weeeeeird. Isn’t he acting a little monkey-like? Plus, he somehow managed to fracture 10 of her vertebrae in the process. How do you even bite down on a vertebra? Maybe I’m not interpreting the article properly? I’m confused.
Well, now. I think I’m annoyed.
No, I know I’m annoyed.
I just don’t know whether it’s with myself or my boss.
He’s probably annoyed with me.
Maybe he’s sitting in this office thinking “I think I’m annoyed…”
What would Brian Boitano do?
Courtesy of the South Park kids.
– Dude! I lost my hackey sack in the blime!
– Ow! I just got hit in the blime!
– Wow! That’s so blimey!
– Oh yeah? Well blime you!
Looks like the Penis Plant wore itself out:
The official greenhouse report:
At 1:30 p.m. on Monday, June 11, the top half of the titan arum’s spire-like spadix fell over, exhausted by its titanic reproductive effort.
Exhausted! I’d say! That thing went for 2 weeks!