is it bed time?

What a day.

Work was once again slow slow slow. Ick. However, I recieved random phone calls and that was good, even if I couldn't talk for as long as I would have liked. Mad mad mad.

Alan is playing CounterStrike and shit talking like crazy to the people on the server. It's hysterical. We went by the apartment to drop some laundry in the machine, and pick up the boxes Gene left out for me. I was quite puzzled to see a new couch in the living room. It's a fabulous couch however. Color me jealous. I was also jealous of all the liquor and someone using my blender to make margaritas.

Tomorrow I will go to the post office. Tomorrow I will go to the post office. Tomorrow I will go to the post office. Tomorrow I will go to the post office. Tomorrow I will go to the post office.

Meme! Respond away, and I removed the line about chat names because I'm so bad about it lately so you'll never see me online anyhow
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The heat index outside is 110 degrees Faranheit. Bloody hell and damnation. It hurts to stand barefoot on the grass. Probably not the best day to be moving stuff from apartment to apartment, but I had to liberate some of my comic books. I've been infected by the desire to read Transmetropolitan again. Probably because mistersleepless has infected my brain. If you're not already reading, you need to go check it out. (Many thanks to neflhim for pointing that out to me)

Too hot to even wear clothes, so I'm going to curl up with something cold and read comics all afternoon.