Random Things on a Random Tuesday

  • So, there’s this fly in my room and it’s absolutely in love with me. It keeps coming back no matter how hard I try to swoosh it away.
  • So, is swoosh an actual word? And if so, did I use it in the right context?
  • The maniacs are shutting down the warm water and heat for two full days in our house. What is this, summer? Okay, it’s not even cold, but I really like the heat on these days.
  • Why do I try to be good when I play Black & White 2? It seems to take all the mad fun out of the game.
  • I sent Andreas two Agnes comics to which he replied (and I quote): I hate comics about us.
  • This fly is driving me nuts.
  • I have no idea how I survived this long without an iPod.
  • If you still don’t watch Veronica Mars and it’s not because you don’t have a TV (good excuse, Caitlin), then I can’t help you anymore.
  • So, Natascha hasn’t heard of the Princess Bride, which means that I’m officially off the shame-on-you-hook. If she doesn’t know it, how could I? I mean, she’s the one who watched „Princess Fantaghiro“ and that other princess-themed fantasy mini series like a thousand times. I’m not.
  • Natascha has a job as a therapist specializing in neuro-psychology now. She has her own big office with a freaking balcony. I share my tiny office at my (momentarily) crappy job with someone who hates the Muppets. What’s that supposed to tell me?
  • What does the fly want in my hair?
  • Then again, I spent three years perfectioning the art of entertaining myself and she spent five years studying her ass off, so maybe sometimes you really get what you give.
  • I really want to tell you all about our trip, but I’m still cranky that I have to go back to work, and I have to catch up on my TV, and I have a large pile of books to read, and I have Black and White 2 to play and my iPod to update. I’m a hell of busy woman.
  • My hair is all frizzy.
  • Good night.