what's that? it's randomness.

i was just in the break room/kitchen getting some water, and i saw that the one working microwave is flashing "End" where the time should be. is that a sign of the apocalypse?

the humidity (and weather in general) is making my hair (well, what's left of it, meaning my bangs) misbehave. this comes off four good hair days. i guess i had it coming.

my new icebreaker line is "the vagina can take a lot of punishment." don't know where that's from? watch this. also, i must form a group called "apathetic whores for america" or "concerned kittens against war" or something to that effect.

i think i'm starting to (that's balderdash, more like i already am) crush on someone, and that, dear readers, cannot happen. it would be awkward and such.

my cube is now bordered by loteria cards. while for some reason it makes me feel homey, i'm still angered by the fact that la sirena gets the showgirls-on-VH1 treatment. she should be topless or not exist, i say. and i keep thinking "maybe i should've decorated my cube in corduroy and denim?"

audiobooks are nifty, especially when they're read by the author. although i admit i have to check out diary by chuck palahnuik as read by martha plimpton, which sounds like a real hoot.

if i'd had better (well, any) planning, i'd've dressed as the easter bell for halloween.

driving in the rain sucks, especially if you're a nervous rain driver like me due to numerous hydroplaning incidents. also, hydroplaning should be called something else, because when i hear that word, my head goes straight to pot.

can a pickle train derail in austin?