I came, I pounded a mixed berry green tea, I feel good

Today i made my mom proud im sure. I was sleeping, heard my alarm, jumped right out of bed and headed for the kitchen to make eggs on toast and my lunch. Finished up some damn good eggs i must say, and i made two pb and j sandwiches (if you dont like them you can go down to the beach and make your own). headed back to my room to pack my bag, looked at the clock; 2:52am.



well shit. what have i done?



its at that point i checked the rest of the clocks to make sure i wasnt insane, turns out i am. its now 2:53am, and i have already eaten breakfast and made lunch, who does this? once i realized what time it was i also realized some other things; how fricken tired i was, its dark outside, eggs on toast are good nomatter what time of day it is, probably could have done without the "alarm clock going off" dream.

i kicked an ass and took a name this morning, theres really no better way to start off a day of work than kicking an ass and taking a name. the ass was my computer, and i kicked it and took a name. thats what happens when you wont log on to the network, you get your name took. then i spent the rest of the morning making bolts longer, i know, school sucks right? ill kill you all.

i love it when you realize that the man on the janitorial staff is happier at work than you and all of your co-workers combined. he says hello to everyone and just makes you feel good because then he tells you to "have a good one man, stay out of trouble." So i am warming my leftovers today, and the janitor walks in and we greet, and i feel better. another engineer walks in and heres the conversation i witnessed:

janitor: hey man you stayen out of trouble?
engineer: heh, thats an oxymoron
(engineer walks out)
*the microwave exploded, my noodles warmed themselves up while trying to escape, the janitor just plain melted right there and there was noone to clean him up, im still crying, hell actually got hotter somehow*

jumbo shrimp is an oxymoron. government organization is an oxymoron. living dead, same difference, tax return, dodge ram, work party, healthy tan, microsoft works.... these are oxymorons.... my head hurts.

so i guess so far its been a fairly confusing day. at least my pants are on straight and i didnt have to borrow the "tie of shame" again today like i did yesterday, since i forgot a tie *gasp, call security*

seriously... if your gonna let a comment loose like "heh, thats an oxymoron" you should be legaly obligated to send a warning shot over the bow or something, maybe a "here you will need these" as he hands you ear plugs. i cant just have people saying whatever it is they want whenever it is they want to say it anymore, i fear for my and the janitor's lives. and speaking of shots across the bow, what is the purpose? if it is to say "hey, i could have taken you out, but i would rather show you how good i am at shooting first, and let you load your cannons before we start to really take it to you." if thats the case that is pretty weak. i think if you want to impress some pirates you should at least take the parrot right off the shoulder of the captian or something. do you have any idea how big the "across the bow" section is on a pirate ship? its like bigger than the ship itself. thats like, "hey check this out timmy, i bet you i can hit that lake over there." ..."yea, i bet you can, its right there, and its a lake. in fact if you miss it i will hit it with you."

oh well. fun times. i guess that when you end up talking about pirates you have hit just about the bottom of the barrel of things to talk with yourself about (thats what a blog is right? talking to yourself?)

i have 12 minutes left of lunch, im gonna play hearts.

talk to you tomorrow