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April 19, 2004
muzak..
why is it that its easier to find someone who luvs music than someone who abhors it?? in fact, do you know anyone who cant stand music--any kind--wutsoever??
no balance there--weird..
- gettin stuck on a problem at work for me is like mindlessly readin the same sentence in a book over and over and over. im basically starin at some chunk of code in a program hopin a solution will miraculously arise out of it. like one would hope to find the end of that sentence..
yeah, basically it doesnt work and all i can do is boil in frustration. at least, im not back in school racin against some 7am deadline..
- amazin and funny!!
i could not stop laffin even AFTER the clip was over. next up for him, the half-pipe!!
- so this is gonna sound lame (cuz it is), but i feel like a chapter of my life is over now that the apprentice has been chosen. watchin the finale, esther remarked how she was so proud of how far bill had come to win the cush job. and in seein all the eliminated candidates, i felt like i was attendin a camp reunion or somethin..
mark burnett did a great job on this one, but we will see how strong popularity remains come the sequel..
- its been said that dogs are the true owners and while we dog "owners" often joke about it, cmon--it has to be the truth..
i mean usin the heralded film, coming to america, as an example, how am i any different than those servants who hurry to eddie murphy as he finishes takin a dump and his butler (or wutever) claps his hands to yell "WIPERS!!" i am, afterall, at their beckin call w/ a plastic bag at hand as the last brown (or often green) masterpiece drops to the ground..
course, esther and i dont help our situation since we literally celebrate stella and cocoas respective birthdays w/ a candlelit cupcake--or this yr, a frosty paw ice cream treat specifically made for dogs..
yes, we are idiots--someone please just shoot us now..
..but be sure to feed and poo of the masters twice a day..
Posted by chars at April 19, 2004 05:03 PM