.you laugh like a little girl.

Things on my mind:
(1) I really dislike Chuck Klosterman.
Why can't some just
like
or dislike something.
I don't want a
fucking essay
on why you hated Billy Joel's River of Dreams.
(2) People at my office cannot work on a nice day.
No one is at the office.
Nice days happen
all the time,
why does this
constitute
laziness in the workplace?
More importantly:
why can't I slack off without feeling
guilty
like the rest of the world?
(3) Trust me, John Oliver will be huge this year and get offered to star in a medicore NBC comedy. Question: Will he accept?
(and this nothing to do with the fact that I want to marry him, I lie, yes it does)
Trust me, it's true.
He's funny.
I've seen him live.
Trust me, don't take the offer.
(4) Old pugs=awesome.
They get wrinkly
and grey
like human!
Awesome.
(5) People on the 8:30 F train = crazy, like whoa!
I've been going to work
earlier
to make up for lost time
(see, I can't just leave work early one day and not feel guilty - I am the capitalist dream)
These are crazy,
pushy,
mean,
generally evil but not totally.
(6) Tomorrow I'm hopefully going to the Cloisters.
This makes me happy,
although its such a
fucking trek,
but for good reason.
You can't have it Bronx!
You just can't!
(7) Similar note, I should really go outside of Manhattan and Brooklyn.
There are apparently
three other boroughs!
But those
little white picket fenced houses in Queens
are weird!
They freak me out!
Do.not.like.
(8) I have peanut butter M&Ms. Ha!
As mentioned in my other blog.
Now I have what I want
and deserve.