A few random thoughts:
* Why do real estate agents need to have their picture on everything? It's on their cards, their signs, their websites, ect. What's going on with that? Nobody else has their picture on all their business correspondence Plumbers don't have a picture of themselves on their cards. And frankly most real estate agents are pasty middle aged white people. Why do we need to be subjected to their pictures everywhere?
just wondering
* What is this national mania over who is gonna host "The Price is Right"? I had no idea that show was still on. Seriously. Did you? But now I'm reading EVERYWHERE-including the NY Times-that Drew Carey is gonna be the new host. WHY?
* Our men's room in this building always has something horrible going on. Today, though, I walked in and there was a wad of paper towels in the corner covered in urine. I wasn't really grossed out this time as much as curious as to what events could have POSSIBLY lead up to that. How could that have been the end result of any activity in that room? I was very confused.
Those are my pea-sized thoughts right now. Not exactly Einstein material. But whateva.
* Why do real estate agents need to have their picture on everything? It's on their cards, their signs, their websites, ect. What's going on with that? Nobody else has their picture on all their business correspondence Plumbers don't have a picture of themselves on their cards. And frankly most real estate agents are pasty middle aged white people. Why do we need to be subjected to their pictures everywhere?
just wondering
* What is this national mania over who is gonna host "The Price is Right"? I had no idea that show was still on. Seriously. Did you? But now I'm reading EVERYWHERE-including the NY Times-that Drew Carey is gonna be the new host. WHY?
* Our men's room in this building always has something horrible going on. Today, though, I walked in and there was a wad of paper towels in the corner covered in urine. I wasn't really grossed out this time as much as curious as to what events could have POSSIBLY lead up to that. How could that have been the end result of any activity in that room? I was very confused.
Those are my pea-sized thoughts right now. Not exactly Einstein material. But whateva.
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And you know what, yesterday I met Enigma? You know, that overly tattooed guy that has like a blue puzzle all over his body. Went to this tattoo convention that was planned to be a Suicide Girls member party but practically noone showed up, so it ended up being me, Enigma and my photographer.
I should be uploading some drunken pics soon
And today I'm probably doing nothing, even though my sister keeps on going about a dance club she wants to visit. I feel pretty tired you know.