This text chat conversation was with an older co-worker; and shows just how out-of-touch I am with the texting world:
ME: Okay, thanks, [job will be done].
CO-WORKER: G8
ME: Uhhh... you sunk my batttleship?
CO-WORKER: shortcut for great
So today is payday which means I'm
cooing over shoes like a big girly girl. I won't even link to the $180 Alexander McQueen Pumas I've been drooling over. I don't know why I've been so clothing-obsessed lately; do I need girly little dolls to play dress-up with?!? (Brian's blog: Come for the funny chat transcripts; stay for the blatant sexism and self-loathing.)
I spent all day yesterday thinking about curling up playing video games, but an hour or two with Saints Row 2 (an offensively stupid game) and cooler weather has me considering other things for the weekend. I totally understand why Saints Row 2 is fun, at least the mindless reprehensible violence; but I can't get past the fact that for missions I am riding around in a sanitation truck spraying sewage all over houses and people while a flaming gay stereotype rides shotgun to enjoy it.
So for putting up with reading all that, I link to a free MP3 for you:
http://rcrdlbl.com/artists/Janelle_Monae/track/Tightrope_feat_Big_Boi_Organized_Noize_Remix