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Thursday, January 6th, 2004
[Entry 255]
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tries to forget...
but he can't, he can't...

I'm really weird about certain smells. For example, the smell of my new computer is fantastic! It's a wonderful plastic smell. Not as good as the Maxell XLII's...but it's up there.

Last night, I was entranced by commercials. I dig two commercials right now. I'm not saying I NEED to see them, they're just commericals that deserve some credit---give the brains behind 'em a raise! The first, that Diet Coke with Lime commercial where the guy sways with the music and other people join him. I can't explain why I like it. I just do. Maybe it's voodoo. The other commercial? The Target commercial with the blonde chick in the convertable acting like hot shit and then her hat flies off and her bazillion inches of dark roots show...and the Target dog is in the backseat holding a box of Preferance. That "So hot...so not" commercial. I would almost say that if you haven't seen them, you should find a way to download them. LOL.

I went out to eat with Rich tonight...sort of a pre-birthday dinner (his b-day is tomorrow). We had some mighty good Buddy's. So I had pizza twice today...which is a measure of how good a day is. I brought a crap lunch to work today and Kim didn't bring a lunch. It was all snowy and crappy, so we decided to have Papa Romano's deliver to us at work. It was hellish, though, because it took an hour for our food to get to work. We were starving. I was about to start eating my pens and pencils at my desk.

Tomorrow morning, I have to be at work early for a conferance call. Here, I'll make myself sound important: an international conferance call. And I have to get to work 15-30 minutes early to discuss some things with my bosses. I sort of have a lot of stuff to do tomorrow...so the day will probably fly by. Then it's not so bad [having to go to work so early].

I thought this week was going to go by really slow...but shit, it's almost Friday already. What is the deal?

One more thing: poop on this snow garbage.