There are no wheelchairs in space

I lost my job last Monday so I've been updating resumes and pulling transcripts.  I just noticed that I was 204 out of 236 in our class ranking.  That means there were only 32 people dumber and lazier than me the year I graduated BSC.  What the hell was I doing for four years?

I've posted before about how abysmal the second season of Friday Night Lights was.  As awesome as season 1 was, that's how much season 2 sucked.  Season 3, the new oddball half-season airing only on Direct TV, so far has been passable but pretty bland.  Up until the last three or four episodes, that is.  Out of nowhere everything clicked and the ( Read more... )

Okay, so now I really think I might be gay.  This morning I actually dreamt about Zac Efron.  I was at some sleep away camp or something, and Zac was there.  I knew I shouldn't talk to him about High School Musical, because seriously, he has to be so sick of that shit by now, but I couldn't help myself, so I started gushing a little.  Just as I  ( Read more... )

Oh damn you 2008.  I thought I had successfully fought off the urge to write a backward looking post.  We're almost a week into 2009 for christ sake ( Read more... )

Seriously, we need to talk.  I'm about to reveal something about myself that may cost me some friendships.  You may never look at me the same way again ( Read more... )

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Hey, to anyone who cares, I visited Joe this afternoon.  He's in good spirits and we laughed a lot.  He gets out this Wednesday but still has another month and a half of intensive outpatient treatment.  He realizes he needs to make some changes and I hope we're all there to help him be on his game.

That's all.

That's right, Don Draper doesn't have a contract, bitches!  Suck it!