Thursday, July 28, 2005

The Radio

My tv broke. I can't stop listening to NPR. I think i've listened to the BBC too much. I dreamed all night of people saying "pro-cess."

There's this new super villain on the streets. Tie Guy, he calls himself. His deal is that he claims to have a time machine.

I hate time machines. They're such a pain and they give me a headache trying to figure everything out. Why does he call himself Tie Guy. It doesn't make any sense.

What happened to the idiots who just try to rob a bank? Where are those idiots? The easy crap. That's what I'm talking about.

I need to get a job.

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

My New Desk

My new desk is made out of pressboard. I got it for $40. It doesn't look very austere. I feel kind of depressed that I conduct my affairs on a pressboard table I put together with a plastic allan wrench.