2003-01-03 - 9:32 a.m.
2003-01-03 - 9:32 a.m.
i am already an hour late for work.
they're lucky i am going in at all.
maybe i will wear short sleeves today.
i have a feeling that scars aren't part of "casual friday".
my arm still hasn't healed.
see? well, no, you probably can't, because that image is only 5k and taken with a 15 dollar webcam.
that's a really shitty picture actually. let me find a more exciting one.
ooo, this is a good one.
oh, sorry about being late boss! i was posting fucked up bloody pictures of my arms on the internet!
i wonder if that counts as a sick day.
i found a large bottle of premized margaritas in my trunk on tuesday. i a) have no idea how they got there, and b) have no idea how long they have been there.
maybe i'll get trashed and go to work.
i'll be writing code like
option explicit
Public strIMFUCKINGWASTED as String
Public bTURNMEONBABY as Boolean
i guess that's really only funny if you're me. and even still, it's not that funny.
but nothing is really funny to me right now.
someone come save me. pick me up at work and take me away.
please.