09 February 2004 22:19

i will kneecap you and torch your house of worship.

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aaaaaaaaaaand: to continue this run of amazingly shitty fortune, today i hit the pothole of the damned (which was not, to my surprise, any different visually from the dozens of its brethren and sistern that i have encountered in the past few weeks), and blew out a tire. i am driving on the spare, which makes me nervous. i hate all of this, and yet manage to maintain a calm and collected exterior. (just between you and me, though? i am teetering) tomorrow, i give a presentation to hot shots in which i will talk about corporate culture. also about metadata, though not at the same time. you want a laugh? get me in a pissy mood and watch me try not to say anything offensive to hot-shot-types as i analyze their corporate culture. should be an absolute barrel of giggles, is all i'm saying. love, might