I've been getting really into those terrible Lifetime movies.
You know the ones, they all pretty much have the same plot:
Woman gets abused
Woman gets help
Woman gets revenge
Woman gets better
Simple, huh?
But I seem to only catch them after the abuse and the intervention parts, so I just see some lady going nuts on her ex. It's pretty awesome.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
I think they're trying to hide something from us...
Recently, there was a steam pipe explosion just across and a little down the street from my work. Of course there's all this uproar about asbestos and the fact that the company contracted to clean up the cancer-causing agent wasn't licensed to do such a thing.
I walk by the site every morning on my way to work, and it's gone through stages of containment. First tubes and guys in masks, to sheets of plastic with guys in suits, and now it's all blocked off with thick, opaque plastic.
So this is my message to the City of Boston:
We know about the "contamination" as you call it. We're a much more open-minded and savvy group of citizens than the previous generations. We know that the "explosion" was really zombies breaking out of the subway tunnels to feast on the rich, delicious brains of workers in the Financial District and shoppers of Downtown Crossing. You can tell us about the zombie outbreak, we'll be okay.
As much as we appreciate your quick response and containment, I really think that there's a public benefit to being honest with us. What happens if one gets loose (and don't tell me it can't happen...) and the masses are unprepared? Chaos, that's what.
I propose that you alert the surrounding office buildings as to the threat, so they can prepare themselves accordingly, like with fire drills. I've already identified items in my office that, with only the slightest modification, can be used in the case of an outbreak. Others should be given the same notice and chance for survival.
Why deny your citizens the opportunity to rally, organize and join together in a battle against the undead? I believe the survivors of the fight would emerge creating a stronger, more cohesive population for the city. After the initial massive cleanup, of course.
Well, that and I really think the blade taken off of the paper cutter would be SO badass when fighting zombies, and it's much more fun than actual work.
I walk by the site every morning on my way to work, and it's gone through stages of containment. First tubes and guys in masks, to sheets of plastic with guys in suits, and now it's all blocked off with thick, opaque plastic.
So this is my message to the City of Boston:
We know about the "contamination" as you call it. We're a much more open-minded and savvy group of citizens than the previous generations. We know that the "explosion" was really zombies breaking out of the subway tunnels to feast on the rich, delicious brains of workers in the Financial District and shoppers of Downtown Crossing. You can tell us about the zombie outbreak, we'll be okay.
As much as we appreciate your quick response and containment, I really think that there's a public benefit to being honest with us. What happens if one gets loose (and don't tell me it can't happen...) and the masses are unprepared? Chaos, that's what.
I propose that you alert the surrounding office buildings as to the threat, so they can prepare themselves accordingly, like with fire drills. I've already identified items in my office that, with only the slightest modification, can be used in the case of an outbreak. Others should be given the same notice and chance for survival.
Why deny your citizens the opportunity to rally, organize and join together in a battle against the undead? I believe the survivors of the fight would emerge creating a stronger, more cohesive population for the city. After the initial massive cleanup, of course.
Well, that and I really think the blade taken off of the paper cutter would be SO badass when fighting zombies, and it's much more fun than actual work.
Friday, September 21, 2007
Thanks Robert!
pentium3at600 (4:16:57 PM) : anyway, tell more girls i'm awesome
superppeach (4:17:28 PM) : sure, once you get this "i have yellow fever" tag off of me
superppeach (4:17:46 PM) : asian guys have been hitting on me at an alarming rate
pentium3at600 (4:20:03 PM) : they must read my blog: www.stefalikeswhorientals.com
superppeach (4:20:17 PM) : whorientals?
superppeach (4:20:18 PM) : what?
pentium3at600 (4:20:32 PM) : a term i coined for promiscuous asians
superppeach (4:21:12 PM) : i like it
I love words
Like this one:
Kakistocracy
kak·is·toc·ra·cy: government by the worst persons; a form of government in which the worst persons are in power.
words are so awesome.
Kakistocracy
kak·is·toc·ra·cy: government by the worst persons; a form of government in which the worst persons are in power.
words are so awesome.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Savage Love
Due to my soul-crushing boredom at work, i've been reading all of the Savage Love archives, so i think i may start to take quotes i like and post them here.
If i remember or care to, of course.
So here we go...
On the "sensitive, deep, understanding" hot guys:
"You can look like Keanu Reeves, dress like Puff Daddy, and smell like a bar of chocolate melting in Brad Pitt's ass crack, but if sitting still for endless conversations about just how deep and artsy and sensitive you are is the price of admission, well, not a lot of women are gonna stick around long enough to ride your ride."
http://thestranger.com/seattle/SavageLove?oid=6618
If i remember or care to, of course.
So here we go...
On the "sensitive, deep, understanding" hot guys:
"You can look like Keanu Reeves, dress like Puff Daddy, and smell like a bar of chocolate melting in Brad Pitt's ass crack, but if sitting still for endless conversations about just how deep and artsy and sensitive you are is the price of admission, well, not a lot of women are gonna stick around long enough to ride your ride."
http://thestranger.com/seattle/SavageLove?oid=6618
Because Melissa Told Me To Post More
this morning when going through the revolving doors at my work, i saw this older guy exiting as i was going in. he had apparently decided that since i was pushing the door, he could hop through it, arms at his sides.
yes, hop, like two feet jumping at the same time. i thought that was so awesome for some reason.
yes, hop, like two feet jumping at the same time. i thought that was so awesome for some reason.
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