"Liberate Te Ex Inferis" is just an incredible album. It's Zao at their prime. Sadly, it's also eleven years old. Why was nearly all the best music made 9-13 years ago?
The door buzzer rang in our apartment not too long ago. I answered and said, "Hello?" I heard "Keep pushing. Push another one. Oh, S*%t. Hello? Push again." I'm fairly certain it was Beulah. She never replied. She just kept pushing buttons until someone buzzed her in.
Jerry wasn't here yesterday. He had to meet with somebody to discuss something. I'm not quite sure who it was or what they were discussing. But whomever it was was not there.
I'm not wearing underwear.
Janet was in the office the other day telling me how much she hated one of George's floozies. I asked her where George finds them, but she didn't know. She did say that one of them was telling George how another "gentleman" offered her $2000 for an hour, but she couldn't stand him long enough to make the money. I just couldn't picture how disgusting this fellow must be if she couldn't stand him, but she can stand George.
Keeping with George's floozies, I saw a new one today. She came about the time I was leaving. I'd say she was roughly my age, and as I walked by George's door, I overheard her saying, "Baby, I've got $20, but I need sixty more. Please. We need to hurry." I just kept walking.
Daisy shredded half a roll of toilet paper on the bathroom floor. When I say half, I mean half. This wasn't like Chief unrolling a roll and shredding it. Daisy attacked this roll like a bone and shredded one side of the thing.
There's a new Living Sacrifice album out. I don't have it yet. I wish I had it. I don't have it because I didn't realize it wasn't going to be in any stores. I hate paying to download MP3s, and I was counting on at least being able to find it in Best Buy. Alas, I am now waiting for it to be delivered from Amazon.
Project 86 announced their March tour dates. They are hitting Franklin, IN and Cincinnati on consecutive evenings. I will be at both. I'm trying to convince Anna to come to at least one.
In other concert news, Living Sacrifice will be in Indianapolis in two weeks. I will be at that one as well.
We gave Daisy a bath today. She knew we were going to give her a bath, and when we called her she ran into her cage and wouldn't come out. I had to drag her out, but she fought so hard that I ended up dragging her cage. Interestingly enough when I did get her into the bathroom, she jumped into the tub of her own accord.
I might get a new pair of headphones soon. I've had this pair since I was a freshman at Calvin. My ears have actually worn holes through the foam padding on the ear pads. The problem is, I got these headphones for $20, and I haven't heard a pair costing lest than fifty that sound as good (in fact I was just looking at reviews, and this set is on a list of the best inexpensive headphones).
I am a little hungry. I would love to gorge myself on Chinese food. Instead, I think I'll settle for writing more meaningless drivel for you fine folks.
Life is depressing when you don't take naps.
I need to trim my toenails. I bought myself my own pair of nail clippers because we had something like three pairs and had lost all but Anna's own pair, and I didn't want to lose hers. But I lost my new pair, and I've been putting off using Anna's.
Valentine's Day is coming up soon. Don't forget your woman, or she might eat your soul.
James fell down yesterday not long after I was finished in the office. His daughter couldn't get him up, so she came to my door and asked if I could help. I laughed in her face and told her to go away (of course I helped). I don't know how long he was on the floor. I don't think he was hurt. I just think he is unable to pick himself off the ground.
People who read this blog: That power plant where we saw the manatees
I won't mention them by name because apparently they have set up the same thing as the Children's Museum. So now I have random power plant employees reading this blog. You know what though, I wonder if they have it set up as a safety and security device? If anyone on the internet were to threaten the plant by name, the plant would know about it. Clever. If you are reading this, I promise to not blow anything up.
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