I'm sleepy and hungry.

I'm sitting on this comfy chair with wheels at work.

Yes, I work.

If you you can actually call what I do technical work.

I've seen to have fallen into a specific pattern here - I arrive at two PM sharp (give or take ten to fifteen minutes), say hello to the lady in charge or my daily tasks, do whatever simple procedure of ( Read more... )

I just saw Pineapple Express for the second time . . .

. . . much to the dismay of my friends [there was Erik, he went to see it with me the first time so obviously he got a little bored; Juan Carlos, actually, he wanted to see it so fuck it; and Milton, who listened to his freaken MP3 player for the first half of the movie]. You know, sometimes ( Read more... )