oi?
royksopp tonight!!!
oi! oi! oi! oi! oi!
roooooooooyksopp!!!!
also.
i started acting wierd ("I" before "E" except after "C" and in "wierd".) again at work....
but then i realized that i drank a lot of caffeenneenenneeeee and that i m not very good at not being able to not do nothing when i am like the cafinatededed cafinater.
i think it was the coffee that had been on the hot thing for a long time and had reduced down to beign "really strong coffee flavour" and then i drank a cup real fast cause i got my cup and then let it sit and it was cold and then i went all gone and then all it was like up and then up and then zing pow wam.
and that was that was that and this and still it is raining outside.
it's raining its pouring the old man is snoring, he bumped his head and went to bed and then his wife of 57 years ed him in the night for the insurance money, he was worth a bucket full.
and then i came home.
i wish my job title was "the guy who runs around a lot in the parking lot screaming and yelling" because i would have excelled at that tonight.
instead i did my normal job with much less patience, yelled a lot at whatever needed yelling at (i.e. the table saw, it needed a lot of yelling, someone took the adjuster wheel off of it.
!!!oi!!!
and the band saw too.
there is no adjuster wheel on the band saw.)
royksopp is playing a concert tonight in seattle at the showbobox.
it is going to be amaizing (i hope) it might be a total let down though.
oh, yeah.
today is friday and i have been looking forward to this friday for about 4 months now just because of this royksopp thing.
royksopp.
yes. royksopp, what, you ahven't heard of them? where have you been hiding? the netherlands?
uh.
yeah, well so has bram bos.
um... yeah and i also d for 35 minutes or so.
i am a brilliant rapper, seriously. when i drop a ryme, aint nobody gons pikitup. G. word. rep.ree.zent.
i am still a tiny bit wired on this caffeeneneennnennenee business.
i figure when it wears off i will fall inot a deep sleep and then my prince charming will have to come and wake me with a smack in the head with a louisville slugger.
*wham* "get up, you stupid fool!"
me:"uh..."
prince charming: "NOW!!!!!!!!
and wash the dishes, do the cleaning, go to work, make me dinner, go get me an iced tea!"
did i mention that there is a revolver in the front of mr charming's pants? actually, his boxers, the pants are on the line outside of the trailer.
also on the line in this story:
1. the mortgage
2. the lack of a real actual plot
3. nothing at all, there is no nothing!!!
AAAAAH!
ok, so makbe it has really only been 2 months.
and also, i am not wearing any shoes, and i had a sandwich for lunch... you know what that means, right?
oi! oi! oi! oi! oi!
roooooooooyksopp!!!!
also.
i started acting wierd ("I" before "E" except after "C" and in "wierd".) again at work....
but then i realized that i drank a lot of caffeenneenenneeeee and that i m not very good at not being able to not do nothing when i am like the cafinatededed cafinater.
i think it was the coffee that had been on the hot thing for a long time and had reduced down to beign "really strong coffee flavour" and then i drank a cup real fast cause i got my cup and then let it sit and it was cold and then i went all gone and then all it was like up and then up and then zing pow wam.
and that was that was that and this and still it is raining outside.
it's raining its pouring the old man is snoring, he bumped his head and went to bed and then his wife of 57 years ed him in the night for the insurance money, he was worth a bucket full.
and then i came home.
i wish my job title was "the guy who runs around a lot in the parking lot screaming and yelling" because i would have excelled at that tonight.
instead i did my normal job with much less patience, yelled a lot at whatever needed yelling at (i.e. the table saw, it needed a lot of yelling, someone took the adjuster wheel off of it.
!!!oi!!!
and the band saw too.
there is no adjuster wheel on the band saw.)
royksopp is playing a concert tonight in seattle at the showbobox.
it is going to be amaizing (i hope) it might be a total let down though.
oh, yeah.
today is friday and i have been looking forward to this friday for about 4 months now just because of this royksopp thing.
royksopp.
yes. royksopp, what, you ahven't heard of them? where have you been hiding? the netherlands?
uh.
yeah, well so has bram bos.
um... yeah and i also d for 35 minutes or so.
i am a brilliant rapper, seriously. when i drop a ryme, aint nobody gons pikitup. G. word. rep.ree.zent.
i am still a tiny bit wired on this caffeeneneennnennenee business.
i figure when it wears off i will fall inot a deep sleep and then my prince charming will have to come and wake me with a smack in the head with a louisville slugger.
*wham* "get up, you stupid fool!"
me:"uh..."
prince charming: "NOW!!!!!!!!
and wash the dishes, do the cleaning, go to work, make me dinner, go get me an iced tea!"
did i mention that there is a revolver in the front of mr charming's pants? actually, his boxers, the pants are on the line outside of the trailer.
also on the line in this story:
1. the mortgage
2. the lack of a real actual plot
3. nothing at all, there is no nothing!!!
AAAAAH!
ok, so makbe it has really only been 2 months.
and also, i am not wearing any shoes, and i had a sandwich for lunch... you know what that means, right?