With this sentence, I intrigue you. “What is going to write about?” you begin to wonder. With this one, I captivate your imagination. By now, you’ll think I’m working towards a clever joke… but by the time you read this, you’ll realize that that was it and nothing else is forthcoming.
God, I need sleep.
Life has been crazy these last few weeks. Work has been pretty crazy, it’s always fun to be under a tight deadline and watch your work slip because other teams you need to collaborate with have prioritized things differently (No Z, I don’t mean you guys). I had fifteen work days to get something done, 3 of those days I was sent to a training exercise so mind-numbing that I hear will be used to coerce detainees at Guantanamo Bay. Two of those days, however, were spent at Las Vegas. All I will say is that she was that way when we got there and that I regret nothing. But where am I going to get five days back? Why work Memorial Day weekend and the one before! Voila! Magical extra days! Too bad I was going to use that time to work on my own projects, but hey! It’s all good.
Sometimes I’ll get into these moods where I become very hermit-like and just want to be left alone to do that which hermits do and be at peace with the world. Of course, this is exactly when my social calendar gets booked the tightest. Housewarming pajama party on Friday. Paintball (at unholy o’clock), a birthday, bowling, AND a soccer game on Saturday, followed by my gaming group on Sunday night. Of course, when I do feel social, nobody’s doing anything. *Sigh*
Also, I think I want to kill my cat but the dumb bastard is stupid enough to accidentally foil and revert all my plans against him.
Random!
“How do I know you’re not CONTROL?”
“If I was CONTROL, you’d already be dead.”
“If you were CONTROL, you’d already be dead.”
“Neither of us is dead, so I’m obviously not from CONTROL.”
[Long pause]
“That actually makes sense!”
I love Steve Carell, I’m really looking forward to his new movie.