okay. alright. I just ate dinner at my mom's and for some reason I'm all hyper and fidgety and shit. I'm wondering whether my mom slipped me a hit of Ecstasy in with my mashed potatoes.
Anyway, I'm sitting in front of my computer at home listening to Dallas Green, who should be a million times more popular than James Blunt, and thinking about what I did at work today.
Okay. What did I do, what did I do? Well, I spent roughly 6 hours at work thinking about asking the girl beside me out to a movie - chick looks exactly like a fuckin' anime cartoon. Anyway, she's about 50 pounds and hardly speaks a word of english, and thats not really my scene, so I eventually nixed the whole notion of asking her out, but I did spend the remaining three hours of the day picturing her naked. And ahhh...that, I guess, is my day at work, in a nutshell.
Oh yeah, and I suppose it goes without saying I was also trying out different names for my penis, while at work. So far the front runner is "Higgins". You know, like on Magnum PI? I think Higgins would be a fitting name for my penis because it always seems to be indignant and outraged at some business or other.
Higgins, my penis: Good god, man!! You are planning on sticking me in where?!?!
Higgins, my penis: Good god, man!! When was the last time you moisturized your hands?
Yeah, maybe I'll bounce (the name) Higgins off of a few women and see what they think.