Day 115 — No Hummers
It’s not quite this, but it’ll do. Project 365
Author: theogeo
Cats. Typefaces. Bad jokes.
randomosity they're coming
FedExKinko’s Liveblogapalooza
This precious internet access is costing me 20 cents a minute, so I figured I’d better tell the world how stupid I am. If there happened to be any doubt left, that is. Okay, gotta go pick up my copies.
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What sucks
• The heat bringing the bugs out of the wall. I have seen a roach dying on my floor as well as two spindly legged spiders peeking from holes in the wall of the stairwell. Shudder. • The fact that I am actively avoiding getting my car’s oil changed. • Boys and the way they revert to acting like 15-year-olds when within two feet of breasts. • Knowing that I have to be at the…
they're coming
A plague of living corpses: It’s laughable — OR IS IT?
Ever thought about what you might do if swarms of undead were lurching toward you, and suddenly you looked around and couldn’t figure out where to go that they couldn’t follow? Here’s a few tips from Nick Frost, if you’ve got half an hour to spare. You might ought to start thinking about such an occasion. It could happen sooner than you think.
television wtf
Perhaps if she punched her husband in the face it would have been more appropriate?
One of the hazards of working a night job is that you’re around the house during the day’s most insipid television programming, which I gobble up like any good lardy couch potato. Sometimes I catch myself watching the baby block of shows on TLC, mouth gaping in horror and disbelief. During A Baby Story, I usually turn the volume way down. Childbirth sure does sound dirty sometimes, don’t it? Anyway, one of the dozen baby…
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Day 113 — Sunburn
I wanted to title this “Striped With Radiation,” but I figure that joke loses its punch after you use it two other times in titles, right? Ugh, this sucks. I slept with cold, wet washcloths draped over my arms. I can’t stop thinking about lowering myself down into a tub of ice and sitting there until every last piece melts around me. I have to laugh derisively at myself when I look at my legs…
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Day 112 — Earth Day
I’m on fire. My arms are a sickening shade of deepening pink. They throb with life, with blood, with heat. Ha, sorry. That was starting to sound like crappy internet poetry, and I’ve sworn off that for a while. What I’m trying to say is that I got a heaping helping of UV radiation today, and that my idiot ass didn’t even apply sunblock until I’d been outside in a tank top for three hours.…
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