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Sep 21, 2005 21:19

This afternoon, following my trip to Petsmart for wabbit food and dog treats, I came home to a story about a plane flying in circles around LAX. Now, why was there so much goddamned media coverage of an airplane that had a malfunction in its forward landing gear? did absolutely nothing happen today, other than that?

I found myself praying that it would come down like a rock, explode in a fiery ball of doom, and hopefully ensue in a bloodbath/scene of people running around while their flesh gets roasted off the bone (YUMMY! ROAST!). Alas, I was let down by the plane landing safely (Anticlimactic is too nice a word for such disappointment), and the return to regular programming.

so I took a nap.

after I woke up, I realized that I was having a "Fat Day" for myself. I seriously could not stop eating, no matter how much it pained me. I didn't go overboard, but I did manage to eat one of those microwave chimichangas, some chips, and a lettuce sangwich (that's right, I said SANGwich, you fucks). Now, there's dinner ready (which I cooked), and I don't know if I can eat it.

blooper.

I also found out at work that I'm horribly addicted to Kitten Cannon. There needs to be a downloadable version of that so I have something to sway me from DuckDoom.

I just puked a little in my mouth. not fun.
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