Dear San Francisco International Airport,

Thanks for delaying my flight. It has forced me to give our economy a jolt by not only buying a Day Pass from t-mobile to post this here update, but also this:


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It's getting late and I'm feeling weird, so I'm going to 7-11.

What do y'all get when you go to 7-11? Do you even live near one?

Stay tuned for more.

If I left to go get something to eat/drink from the 7-11 down the street, but when I came back, I find out that I locked the door behind me?

That would suck. But it hasn't even happened yet, so here goes nothing.

All thanksgiving day long, especially the part I spent at work, my mind kept coming back to the thanksgiving before that one, where I sat in my bed, pajama-ed and coffee-ed, playing Earthbound on my SNES emulator and generally enjoying the shitty, windy weather outside.

But this thanksgiving, spent with Nicole's family, was pretty good too.

HOW THE FUCK DO I HAVE SEX?

I THINK I DESERVE A FUCKING ANSWER.

p.s., does anyone have any eggs?

Recently I've developed the habit of judging how my day went by the number of times I was able to find food and eat it.

This is kind of a hobo thing to do. Thanks a bunch, money! Time to find a job/go on welfare/move back home. I kinda need to eat.

So when I came into the newsroom today, I was feeling pretty low because I had just spent my last $.75 on a cookie and a roll of cheap donuts and no drink. And later, as I got up to use the bathroom I noticed a cooler in the middle of the room ( Read more... )