1/28/09
No seriously I think it would be in awful, awful, AWFUL taste if various television stations and cable movie networks played Ghost if Patrick Swayze succumbs to his current illness.

Sometimes things just feel right.

Everything takes on a life of its own.

Half the time I'm thinking "What the fuck am I doing" and the other half is "Why the fuck didn't I do this sooner?"

Which awakens the vestigial agnostic part of my brain which tells me the universe says the time wasn't right.

All good things come to those who wait.

Now I'm going to listen to Buddy Holly's Everyday because it's fucking related.

Earlier this week I had taken a screen shot of the loan processing program used at work and set it as my desktop background. When I came into work on Tuesday morning I discovered someone had shut down my computer and the wallpaper had been reset to a plain black screen.

Oh I imagine my department manager thinking I left loan manager up and tried to shut it down clicking the close window button to no avail and it fucking makes me laugh out loud. Doubly so imagining the annoyance of the computer guys thumping downstairs and telling her it was all a clever ruse.

And a parting shot for you, gentle reader. The breadth of computer literacy is exemplified with Ms. Lane. All of our Outlook Express clients are set up to poll the mail server on a regular basis. Once every few minutes. Anyway someone will say they sent Ms. Lane an email and she'll go "I haven't received it yet" because she doesn't know to press the Send/Receive button to get piping hot emails.

Fuck you, I'm entitled to be arrogant and pretend that I'm some manner of Alan Turing when I'm barely Bill Gates.

Astrology is shit. Who needs stars when there's the whole fucking universe.

I hope you know this means we're never going to win the fucking lottery.