lornemir

10 thoughts

I hate working in a cube. It's destroying me. My left eye twitches. Man is not made for this and I'm particularly pained by this kind of work.

Netflix is awesome. 20 bucks, 3 discs at a time. no shipping. No late charges. I rent the stupidest movies. Currently I'm on a B horror movie trip and all the Cronenberg movies I can queue.

I don't read enough anymore. Since I graduated college I gradually stopped reading - challenging my mind. Any reccomendations?

I don't even get a fucking discount or any sort of connection to the Playboy Jazz Festival. My best friend Ryan is coming in from Boston this summer (i think) and I really wanted to take him because Jazz is his love. Fuck. I really hope no one at work has found this journal.

I feel fuzzy all over. Perhaps its the cig. Maybe it's the cd I burned of music I used to listen to a lot. I always title my cds. Things like "darkness" or "Hmmm..." or "Burning Michael at 1am"

I caught a problem with a movie that airs in July. The problem? No one was told to edit it. I expect perfection.

Pears take a long time to ripen. 3 are sitting on my desk and I want them badly, but they're still rocks. I even have a skylight at work helping out.

I have 100 channels at work, 20 of them are porn. What am I watching? animal planet. It's a sick world we live in folks.

I need to run through the forest naked. It just feels right.

When we drove back from Las Vegas 2 weekends ago I saw the real LA. Going from the high desert into eastern LA I saw a thick brownish haze engulfing the city. This was on a cool day after a major holiday - in other words this was a low smog day. This is why I shouldn't stop smoking, at least I have a filter.

oh make it 11. 4th post in a row and no one has even made 1 comment. I'm not really complaining, just stating that I've about had it with posting here. Can't someone at least say hi?