Friday, November 18, 2005


I would like to be Number One.


Horribly selfish.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

I hate it when...

I walk into the bathroom at work after someone has taken a dump. Not only for obvious reasons, but because I am afraid that someone will walk in after me and think I made that atrocious smell and unsuccessfully tried to mask it with Lysol spray.

I know everyone thinks their shit don't stink, but damn.

Someone needs to lay off the cabbage.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Enough already

No more sad stuff for a while.

Needed to get that last post off the top.

So with a few more extra spaces....

I won't be able to see it...

If only I could think of something witty to say instead of just doing this.

Buy why start now?

Monday, November 07, 2005

I don't even know what to say...

Our friend's son died on Saturday.

He was 13.

He was in an accident on a 4-wheeler.

What do I say?

How do I comfort?

I feel so clumsy.