Bah! I went there and then other people
done my haying for me and stuff. Damn helpful people. Apparently I have to be early if I want to do my
job. I was playing with a client’s site and managed to stop up the server. Luckily Janna’s a good boss
who’s very understanding.
It was on the drive home when I realized that every time I pass by this
guy Edgar at work, who happens to be gay, (not that there’s anything wrong with that) I say to myself
in my head one of three things. 1) Big Gay Edgar. 2) Gay Edgar Hoover. or 3) Watch where you’re
pointing that thing. I can’t explain to you why, and he’s a nice guy, and sorry fellas, he’s taken,
but every time he passes me in the hall or walks by my desk, I keep thinking those three things.
Maybe I’m just not cool enough about his sexuality, maybe I don’t respect him as much as I think I do,
or maybe it’s just the fact that I make my insides laugh their asses off when I think funny insults.
Also, I just wanted to send out a “yo homee” to my brother’s buddy Jama
who dressed up for Halloween as Osama Bin Pimpin’, keep up the good work.