it's Sunday 10:30pm...
you've been working since 10:00am (you would've been there earlier had you not gone to church)
and you're happy that you are leaving the office early for the day...
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there are so many levels of how that is wrong...
Sunday, July 17, 2005
you know something is wrong when...
posted @ 22:37 by ryan in [ What the...? ]
Sunday, July 17, 2005
blub... blub-blub...
posted @ 10:58 by ryan in [ What the...? ]
fishy fish bowl bowl bowl bowl...
I'm in a fish bowl and people can look at me... la la la la la la la
the yellow cat-5 cables branching from the router in the center of the table are like the tentacles of a sea anemone...
the power strip with all of the attached power cords are like seaweed snaking across a bed of black sand...
the laptops are akin to the a bed of clams and oysters resting on the floor...
the speaker phones like starfish and sting rays...
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I think I'm getting fat from working at my desk all day and constantly being provided take out food...
at least they let me see the sun once in a while...
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it's so pretty... yet its brightness is hurting my eyes...
Friday, July 08, 2005
crater finger...
posted @ 15:18 by ryan in [ What the...? ]
I believe that I am losing padding on the tip of my right forefinger... the touchpoint on my laptop has impressed the extent of its nubiness permanently into my fingerprint.
soon, I will not need an extended pinky to scoop the cocaine into my nostrils, for I will have a spoon where my pointer used to be.
[please note: this message in no way signifies that the user or users of this website actually use narcotics beyond the extent of what is legal]
but it would be funny if we did...
or not.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
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posted @ 11:07 by ryan in [ What the...? ]
urgh...
work... ing...
must...
fight... to finish...
argh...
