ASK ME ABOUT THE MOST RECENT TURN OF EVENTS OVER WHICH I HAVE NO CONTROL AND CONTINUE TO MAKE LIFE EXCEEDINGLY DIFFICULT

if my blog were a bumper sticker.

I'm convinced my brother doesn't know how to brush his teeth. My room has a door to the bathroom so unfortunately sometimes I hear noises, in this case, gagging and spitting. I've just noticed these noises emanating from the bathroom in the past week or so. I hear my brother's toothbrush whirring followed by gagging and then spitting.

I've had a headache for the past two days but no insurance. This is how people get inoperable brain tumors isn't it?

It breaks my heart to stop using Google Chrome, but the updated version of Ubiquity for Firefox seals the deal.

[22:53] Alex: so do we get tomorrow off too?
[22:53] Chris: did you get today off?
[22:53] Alex: not sure
[22:54] Chris: i don't get it off.
[22:54] Alex: I didn't go to work today if that's what you're asking

I'm glad I got to be a big dork about music last night and no one made fun of me about it.

My pants are quite wrinkled. I would probably iron them but that would require me to first take them off. As we all know, as soon as I've got pants on, they're staying on.

Follow up: I did end up ironing my pants. The biggest obstacle was not my unwillingness to take off my pants, but all the crap I keep in my pockets (cellphone, wallet, keys).

I'm going to keep saying stupid things until you indulge me.

I'm just kidding, I'll probably say stupid things even after that.

Normally this is where I share a quote I like from the book I'm reading but I feel very conflicted about the fact that my favorite part from this book is about the author's failures as a husband. I feel conflicted not because I don't ever want to disappoint anyone, I've been disappointing people all my life, but because I don't ever want to get married. While some part of me is able to relate, another is relieved I dodged that bullet.

There's a part about the different kinds of mix tapes there are that I liked, but that part is pretty long so I'm not going to type it out. Instead, enjoy what someone else thought was important (enough to underline it): "It was a smashing time, and then it ended, because that's what times do."

I thought about putting together a personal annual report, but the only thing I could think of was the number of girls I'd kissed1. Instead I'll say this: 2008 was interesting.


1 Two!

"I blame girls. In the previous chapter, I spoke of my desire to have been blessed with an older sister to guide me on a path toward musical enlightenment. At a certain age, I discovered that any girl with taste and on whom you have a debilitating, soul-shattering, unrequited crush will do. There's an easy explanation for why significant advancement can occur under the influence of girls who want little or nothing to do with you. When you have a crippling desire to be around a particular, incredibly cute person, but you suspect that she is superior to you in mind, body, soul, and the ability to dance without looking like an epileptic heron, you are susceptible to the things she values. You think, If I can make myself enjoy the stuff she's into, then maybe she'll like me! This almost never works, of course, and it may even embarrass you if she likes things that suck. Yes, I briefly flirted with objectivism because a crush was once seen carrying an Ayn Rand book. Yes, I sang 'Hello' at a karaoke bar because that one girl told me to, even though I knew my voice would crack when I reached that 'tell me how to win your heart' line and people would avoid eye contact with me as I returned to my seat."