tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62487032011-04-22T00:39:03.032-04:00**Stuff...*The **stuff** of procrastination....Jelnoreply@blogger.comBlogger531100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1136653873975612482006-01-07T11:54:00.000-05:002006-01-07T12:11:13.986-05:00MERRY CHRISTMAS!! ...for some that is...So last night while at church looking at the people around me; eyes wandering along the walls, looking for any pictures that i can use to occupy the time, for which I had to spend trying to decipher the words recited by the priest in this annual ceremony, I was whispered a piece of news from a fellow twice-a-year-church-goer..... "they're thinking of Jelnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1136143462928860112006-01-01T14:14:00.000-05:002006-01-01T14:24:26.056-05:00HAPPY 2006!So it's January 1st 2006....soon enough it'll be 2026, I'll be 20 years older with who knows what sagging out of place and little me's possibly running around....weird??? I think so! But let's not think about that and instead take things one step at a time...one year at a time...hell, one day at a time is more like it.Well New Years always brings about that whole idea of the "Jelnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1107448352548955382005-02-03T11:32:00.000-05:002005-02-03T11:32:32.546-05:00a drink in Rimini, Italy. Salute.... Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1106202686189106492005-01-20T01:16:00.000-05:002005-01-20T01:31:26.190-05:00What is it about a glass of wine that can just make everything seem...ok!?! Sitting on the couch with nothing to say yet so much happening in your mind. Then the cork comes out, the slender glass gets filled with this translucent yellowy or red liquid, and stories, questions, humour, dreams, and utter nonesense are unstoppable from escaping out of your mouth. It's like a wonder drug, this Jelnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1101960007872959372004-12-01T22:19:00.000-05:002004-12-01T23:00:07.873-05:00World AIDs Day
Second floor -- lungs. Third floor -- heart. Fourth floor -- brain. The doors slide open to allow them in, riding up and down in a confined space to get to a specific location. These people, these innocent human beings, have been transformed into the cells that either help or destroy those who may need it most.
We stand on each floor awaiting the ding of the elevator, Jelnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1101064111979198472004-11-21T13:45:00.000-05:002004-11-21T14:08:31.980-05:00"Reason to smile: Every 7 minutes of every day, someone in an aerobics class pulls a hamstring"
Yes, that's right, you know you do it too. You see that "perfect" person, you pretend that you harbour NO jealousy or envy within yourself, you remind yourself that you're perfectly happy with everything about yourself and your life, and then.....it happens. They screw up, they fall flat on their Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1100494373377885592004-11-14T23:11:00.000-05:002004-11-14T23:52:53.376-05:00Like the fat kid who has to play on the skins team in gym class...
I actually heard that said during one of my classes awhile ago, but it's come back to my mind as I'm trying to figure out whether or not some sort of breakdown is coming my way!
You know that feeling where you want to sleep but you can't....actually it's more like you just don't, because you're some sort of idiot since you knowJelnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1097993915937073932004-10-17T02:03:00.001-04:002004-10-17T02:19:54.736-04:00wedding blues....with a lot of alcohol...solves anything
ok....so it is now about 2:00am. I have to wake up at 8am yet why am I still up...this is the kind of question I ask myself everday. Why do I feel as if i need to deprive myself of sleep every night. Am I really going to miss being involved in something that happens in my house as I sit in front of the computer...alone.....NO. Am I going Jelnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1096048008770627332004-09-24T13:33:00.000-04:002004-09-24T13:46:48.770-04:00Aaahh Freedom...
Well it's been a while since I've had the chance to post anything, and that being for two reasons.
Reason #1:
Rogers screwed me. After many over the phone arguments, complaints, and questionings, and being transferred from one person to the next, the all encompassing cable giant called Rogers was disconnected from my computer. The result...no internet connection for me. Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1093050181854188052004-08-20T20:46:00.000-04:002004-08-20T21:16:20.670-04:00
SCREWED....
Rogers....we all know them....we all love them (or more like love to hate them). My computer has a virus...which is why I am not typing this from home...and my internet connection has been suspended. Great. Fine. Or it would be fine if I didn't have to pay forthe past two months of not being able to use it...not even connect to my e-mail while away on vacation!
After 10 weeks of Jelnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1092353017328367942004-08-12T19:03:00.000-04:002004-08-12T19:23:37.326-04:00Back to Reality...
...and just let me say that I wish I didn't have to be.
Ten weeks of travelling from country to country, city to city, hostel to hostel, beach to beach, and bar to bar. It's an experience of a lifetime; an experience that will honestly never be forgotten as I drink the watered down cocktails in any Canadian bar. Nothing will compare to the 3/4 vodka 1/4 juice European Jelnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1085638190905108562004-05-27T01:51:00.000-04:002004-08-20T21:04:35.590-04:00
Gone Euro...
Well it's here, and so am i....but not for long. Soon, this postcard (^) will be what I'll be viewing as i'm sipping my espresso and eating that freshly made crepe in just one of the cities on my European trek. I call it a "trek" and not a vacation because, well, along with the getaway factor and (hopefully)the shining sun, I will be (as I was made aware by one of my friends)Jelnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1084819546740969102004-05-17T13:56:00.000-04:002004-05-17T14:46:20.073-04:00Proper Methods of Lying...
It's funny how some people can go through life just being so dissatisfied that they feel they need to create a false sense of happiness. What do I mean by false sense of happiness you wonder...well...let's see...there's the issue of creating stories about others that aren't true (or even plausible), and there's the problem of inventing varying "facts" about themselves.Jelnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1084404050406595752004-05-12T19:03:00.000-04:002004-05-12T19:47:26.873-04:002 Weeks To Go!
Well thanks to Blogger for deciding to update their site for us non-website-creating-people!!! UNFORTUNATELY...all of the previous comments posted to my blog have been deleted....sorry = ( ...if any of you had any comments on this site, which happens to be about ...hhmm...maybe 3 people....I know, I read them!! = )
But anyways, on a very happy note, summer is coming, the weatherJelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1083782621991306662004-05-05T14:28:00.000-04:002004-05-05T14:48:07.140-04:00Revelation!
Is good any good without evil?
My answer....no...at least i don't think so...is there even a right answer to this?
On Farrah's weblog for Tues. May 4, she asks this question while pondering her unfamiliarity with her own religion but a new knowledge for another. After reading her entry I could think of one thing, how little I probably know about my religion, and how little most ofJelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1082768051252926302004-04-23T19:25:00.000-04:002004-04-23T20:58:40.653-04:00Let it go...
Dieting????? Why oh why oh why oh why do soooo many of us resort to, try, or believe we need to do it? Come on....i know you want it, that crispy layer coated with caramel, covered in sweet milk chocolate.....mmmm. How can you resist those creamy layers of chocolate and vanilla between fluffy white pieces pure "angel" fluff.....yuuummmm. Throw away those Atkins recipes, those oneJelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1081227238801237992004-04-06T00:16:00.000-04:002004-04-06T01:08:15.060-04:00
More than just a touch of her hand...
The lights go off, a piercing scream from your left, your eardrum throbs. A rhyme comes from the lips of a...Batman figurine? With a Penguin-like body and Joker-like dress, the Barney coloured character introduces the scene....a hotel in which the onyx is queen.
Coming out onto the stage on top of a cart, dressed (of course) in a black rubber Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1079984104156968872004-03-22T13:42:00.000-05:002004-03-22T16:48:52.076-05:00
Full Throttle
After spending all day either staring at a computer screen with a blank look on my face, trying to conquer the difficult level of four suits in spider solitaire, or finding anything to eat that won't make me gain weight in one day (considering that I knew I'd end up eating all day), I decided to give up at 5 of 12 pages of an essay that's due on wednesday (of course I only Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1079474328958418082004-03-16T16:36:00.000-05:002004-03-16T17:02:06.216-05:00Is it ever going to end...
I'm irritated with this off again, on again, off again, on again relationship! GO AWAY!! You're no longer welcome, you've overstayed your time actually. It's hard to wake up in the morning only to face you, knowing that what I feel is becoming very close to hatred. I cringe at the thought of seeing you, hearing you, even feeling you on my skin every day; coldness justJelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1079117662771040522004-03-12T13:46:00.000-05:002004-03-12T13:57:34.420-05:00the English Language...
We go through every day not realizing how many words and phrases are just made up by random people. City Pulse , in an article about Justin's use of the term "wardrobe malfunction" (which never existed before, for those grammar pros out there....because....well.....wardrobes cannot malfunction, they're clothes...they can rip, tear, unstitch, etc. But according to the "Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078942136500517662004-03-10T13:02:00.000-05:002004-03-10T13:12:05.200-05:00Hump Day
It's wednesday.....aka. "hump day". I must either be extraordinarily slow or living in my own world, since I had no idea that Wednesday was known as "hump day".
It's nice to know how happy people are with their lives since they're constantly and only looking forward to the weekend. They need a "hump day" to let them know that they're half way there; they are half way to possibly Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078891510756708662004-03-09T23:02:00.000-05:002004-03-09T23:08:35.826-05:00It's here....
I have 6 words for all of you Timmy's fans Rrrroll up the Rrrrim to Win!!!!!!! It's here....and I'll be drinking coffee everyday until they either run out of cups or take all the fun away. So far I've been blessed with a whole new cookie....mmmm chocolate chip....it was yummy.Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078891309258177002004-03-09T23:01:00.000-05:002004-03-09T23:04:57.250-05:00-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Whichmeans you're rare or that you cheated :P You'rethe kind of chick that can hang out with yourboyfriend's friends and be silly. You don'tcare about presents or about going to fancyplaced. Hell, just hang out. You're just happybeing around your boyfriend.
What Kind of Girlfriend Are You? brought to you by Quizilla
I just did this quiz...and this was myJelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078778823476496722004-03-08T15:44:00.000-05:002004-03-08T15:50:09.263-05:00You never know what you're gonna get...
A great lesson in learning not to assume things about or judge others, via e-mail:
An old man was sitting on a bench at the mall.
A young man walked up to the bench and sat down.
He had spiked hair in all different colours; green, red, blue, orange and purple
The old man just stared. Every time the young man looked, the old man was staring.
The young Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078727203177376412004-03-08T01:13:00.000-05:002004-03-08T01:29:48.233-05:00Solitaire-ily Stuck
I'm addicted and need to find a way to stop. It's just so hard to stop, so hard to realize how much of my life it's taking away from me, all of those moments in time that I won't get back. I need help. I've gotten through the first stage, I've admitted to my addiction, I'm no longer in denial. That's one of twelve in the twelve step program to overcoming this thing, this Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078562086122134062004-03-06T03:24:00.000-05:002004-03-22T16:48:20.343-05:00
Just finished watching Underworld....no I'm not looking for a way out of doing work, it was to help me with an assignment... I swear....and I got inspired to look for a picture.
And I've discovered something very crucial .... who needs braces when you can have fangs!!! For all of those people who like to comment on my teeth, check out the dents on the next vampire that comes your way ....now Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078438268983925982004-03-04T16:52:00.000-05:002004-03-04T17:28:23.060-05:00
I agree with him ^
Well I've discovered one way that University is better than High school....whether you go to class or not, no one cares....whether you decide to get up and leave in the middle of a class, no one cares. Aahhh University...such a caring place!!
March sucks...at least it does if you are a University student. March means more stress, less sleep; more work, less chill; more Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078377201421991932004-03-04T00:04:00.000-05:002004-03-04T00:16:21.090-05:00Work?? ...what's that?
I got this e-mail today, and after reading it I believe it sums up life in today's world perfectly....and it describes you right now (read it and you'll understand).....and......get off your ass!! haha
For a couple years I've been blaming it on lack of sleep, not enough
sunshine, and too much pressure from my job, ear wax build-up, poor
blood or anything else I could Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1078187459599408282004-03-01T19:26:00.000-05:002004-03-04T16:48:25.733-05:00
By the Power of Gray Skull
Nothing beats the cartoons of the late 1980's-early 1990's....She-Ra, He-Man, Thundercats, etc....if you can't remember any of those, well, you're totally missing out, deprived, and...well...it just sucks to be you!
Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1077986749425872982004-02-28T11:43:00.000-05:002004-02-28T12:06:55.076-05:00"The human wang is a beautiful thing"
Words to live by....compliments of Homer J. Simpson.
Yesterday.....my ass on a chair, my eyes staring at a computer screen....my mind....asleep! Yes, that's right, it's possible to function without really having to think....look around, people do it all the time.....they don't do it purposely either.....scaaarry!?! It was only when I stepped outside and Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1077667136726079612004-02-24T17:33:00.000-05:002004-02-24T19:02:29.670-05:00Know when to SHUT UP!
Sitting in class, listening to a seminar report on "Mary Barton" by a fellow classmate, my sight wanders down to the newspaper lying on the table right under my nose, which just happens to be open to the crossword. Of course I couldn't help but "exercise my brain" in trying to uncover the words associated with the answer, to try and fit each box of diagonal and horizontal Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1077415954228583522004-02-21T21:09:00.000-05:002004-02-21T21:15:18.606-05:00Piss off...
Ok....so I'm trying to get all internet and website savy, but it's totally not working. I try and try....and cry and cry.....while struggling to somehow post some pictures on this thing. It's strange because I can see them on my computer, while everyone else only seems to see those annoying white boxes with a lovely "X" in the middle....great....my happiness of thinking I figured Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1077257747646367972004-02-20T01:11:00.000-05:002004-02-20T01:18:29.606-05:00Shit
I got this e-mail today, and I thought I would share it to all.
This just seems to apply to many people, more people than it possibly should. This is to all of those many people who think they know all there is to know, or who "try" to seem as if there is some sort of intellect within them when there is actually nothing even close to...well...shit (this will make sense after reading the Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1077171959172806552004-02-19T01:21:00.000-05:002004-02-20T01:20:37.700-05:00Tired?
It's funny, but even though after working a 12 hour shift, with sore feet from standing on my feet all day long, dry and tired eyes in definite need of sleep, I can't bring myself to go to sleep even when I know I can. I ALWAYS find something to do....like right now.....I should be sleeping, since another 12 hour workday is ahead of me for tomorrow, yet I'm writing this!
So I've come toJelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1076655737425126182004-02-13T02:00:00.000-05:002004-03-04T16:52:38.966-05:00
Next halloween.....I just need green contacts.......and maybe a little bit of implant in the breast area!Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1076520563564379452004-02-11T12:23:00.000-05:002004-02-11T18:34:46.106-05:00mmmm...Timmy's...
Waking up with only 5 hours of sleep is...well...hell. But not only is it the 5 hours sleep of that night, it is the 5 hours, or 4 hours, or less, of sleep from all the previous nights of trying to stay up, doing the last minute work that could've been done 3 weeks ago when the assignment was handed out yet left until the night before to start and finish (wooahhh run on Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1076137831458278732004-02-07T02:09:00.000-05:002004-02-07T02:12:55.450-05:00If you are reading this, click on the comment link below and WRITE SOMETHING....I want to know if anyone is really reading this!!!!
Thanks...I appreciate it!
Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1076021782656476902004-02-05T16:20:00.000-05:002004-02-05T17:58:44.186-05:00Aahhh Free-dom...
As my hand reaches his my heart begins to race; will he accept it or will I be stranded in the cold awaiting another? Closing my eyes, holding my breathe, waiting for any sign of acceptance, any sign to exhale. Within seconds of this encounter an answer was given..."thank you" he said after the clicking sound ended. My heart went back to a regular beat, and my mouth formed Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1075771165389026782004-02-02T19:53:00.000-05:002004-02-02T20:21:43.450-05:00"The Talent"
Me? The "talent"?? Ha Ha Ha Ha
Today while at work (which is at a publishing company that publishes two consumer electronic magazines) my boss asked me if I wanted to be on the cover of the next issue. My first thought...."people will do anything to not have to pay big $$ for employees" --not only am I a volunteer (non-paid employee) but I am not a model, which means I don't need Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1075510224827787532004-01-30T19:31:00.000-05:002004-01-30T19:52:38.326-05:00The World of 9 to 5
Not only is "9 to 5" a highly realistic movie in which a character named Shirley (it's sad that i know that) played by Dolly Parton, moves to New York from some hickville town, works in an office where she is required to work the monotonous 9 to 5 shift, and becomes a highly sought after/listened to radio psychiatrist/therapist....oh and she sleeps with James Woods....but Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1075358222739944822004-01-29T01:23:00.000-05:002004-01-29T01:39:14.140-05:00Alcohol much???
Ok...so it's exactly 1:24am when I'm writing this....and....I'm buzzing. I went to D'Martinis with a couple of girlfriends and of course had a couple of martinis. Why go to a martini lounge if you're only going to have a coffee....you could go to Tim Hortons (mmmm Timmy's) for that, do I have "gina" written on my forehead (curly hair DOES NOT signify gina qualities.....just Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1075224746277062992004-01-27T12:18:00.000-05:002004-02-13T02:05:50.576-05:00
Aahhh.....Home Sweet Home....
Yes...I'm home....not at school....gotta love the snow, at least for the reason that it allows for even more laziness and procrastination with hardly any effort whatsoever!
As I woke up this morning, already too late to make it to my first class...since I already decided last night that I wasn't planning on going to school, I looked out my window to see a blanketJelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-107518167718001272004-01-27T00:15:00.000-05:002004-01-27T00:36:45.670-05:00The Land of Snow...and more snow....and more SNOW!!!!!
Leaving work at 4:00pm today instead of 5:00 allowed me not only to come home at the time I would've finished work (it took me almost an hour to get home) but I had the unfortunate luck (an oxymoron again) of being able to shovel the snow off of my driveway. Yet, remembering that this is Canada and snow just seems to love us over here, the Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1074809485550385352004-01-22T16:57:00.000-05:002004-01-22T17:13:28.420-05:00The Casino...Home of a Money Sucking Habit
OK....so I went to Woodbine a couple of days ago to try my luck at winning some money that I at the moment don't have but would greatly appreciate in having. My first mistake was in trying my luck ...I rarely have any luck, why test it!?! My second mistake was in thinking that I could leave with an extra $200 (or almost) in my pocket like I did the Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1074562339431539142004-01-19T20:32:00.000-05:002004-01-19T20:34:18.216-05:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILLY!!! = )Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1074562135699829582004-01-19T20:11:00.000-05:002004-01-19T20:33:36.140-05:00Eating it....all.
Ok....I think I'm addicted. At any point of the day...whether I'm happy, sad, mad, bored, excited....hungry or not.....I can and want to eat! What is with me!!! Honestly I'm waiting to wake up one day only to look down and not be able to see my feet....why.....because the rolls of my stomach would be blocking any ability to see the ground directly beneath it!
I just finished Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1073959710096267732004-01-12T20:47:00.000-05:002004-01-12T21:08:51.323-05:00Life.....contemplating it can just be really exhausting sometimes. What do I want to do with my life? What is the meaning of life? And so on and so forth the contemplations and repetitive questions will never end....just like life (in general).
I decided to come on the Internet to check some e-mail and stray away from my great reading about "the interpretation of meaning", when the "da" Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1073623624662379732004-01-08T23:33:00.000-05:002004-01-08T23:49:15.060-05:00Well let's see...I should be reading one of the many novels or readings that my Professors seem to think I have so much time to do...but I'm not. Instead, I'm writing this....that is what procrastinating is all about; doing what you feel like doing instead of what some academic types who've spent most of their life in school think you should be doing!
No I'm not bitter...but some people Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1073455556971495422004-01-07T00:52:00.000-05:002004-01-07T01:06:16.683-05:00MERRY CHRISTMAS....to me.....and those who celebrate on January the 7th!!!
The happenings of Christmas Eve make me laugh...and confused...at the same time. We come home from a 6 or 7 o'clock church service, knowing exactly what's going to happen; we will find our gifts under the Christmas tree, stand around and open them, and then thank each person after opening each gift. The presents are Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1073180793485489312004-01-03T20:29:00.000-05:002004-01-30T19:32:34.653-05:00The first step is admitting it...
OK......I have to say that I definitely love caffeine. I mean, what else can make you feel like sleep is definitely not an option.
I just finished eating an entire Fruit and Nut bar compliments of Cadbury (thank you for all of your hard work in making this sugary product that I call a meal), and drank a fabulous cup of capuccino (compliments of....me....i made Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1073114778831972722004-01-03T02:06:00.000-05:002004-01-03T02:26:37.186-05:00HAPPY NEW YEAR to all. It's 2004.....wow.....the years are just going by quicker and quicker. It's strange how one minute (from 11:59pm to 12:00am) changes the number that we add onto the date that we write.....2000 and ...4.
Why is this day such a huge deal? I mean yes, it does correspond to the beginning of a new year. But this difference of one minute isn't going to change the course that Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1072421134242954902003-12-26T01:45:00.000-05:002003-12-26T01:48:59.640-05:00www.fotolog.net/jelena
This is a fotolog site of pictures.Jelnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6248703.post-1072420269259787872003-12-25T04:30:00.000-05:002003-12-26T01:52:00.246-05:00It's one o'clock....am.....and what am I doing? Nothing. Surprise, surprise. It's funny how when the rest of society chooses to stop operating, that means I have to do the same. Everyone is at home, opening gifts, stuffing their faces with turkey and gravy while their stomachs fill with more than needed quantities of food and their asses expand with every bite and hour spent on the couch.
Ho HoJelnoreply@blogger.com0