I am at the office, printing things, and for the LOVE OF GOD PRINT FASTER PRINTER JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ITS FRIDAY NIGHT I've already exhausted the usual time passers: -actual work (I've been here almost 12 hours--f that to h) -emailing -facebook stalking -myspace stalking -other miscellaneous internet stalking -miscellaneous text massaging -miscellaneous internet-stuff reading -trip(s) to bathroom -trip (s) to get water -complaining to self /anonymous internet world (clearly I'm lying--has not yet been exhausted) -mentally reliving past social encounters that were either pleasant or amusing...since neither are currently taking place... -more miscellaneous internet stalking Man, I kind of want to go sing kareoke tonight. And by "sing kareoke" I mean stand in the crowd and yell in semi-recognizable pseudo pitches while other people perform on "stage." Also, I am excited about the book I am reading: The Wind-up Bird Chronicle. It is totally bizarre and wonderful already. I'm working on this drawing right now and it is really strange, but I am kind of digging it. I like it when I'm surprised by things I make. - | 
