The Attention Deficit Disorder Thread

I love that Bree Daniels set too.

 

Hey BB, I just read read your joke in the sick thread. Now I know why you thought blew chunks was so funny!

 

I don't have earbuds in, and I ain't digging them out. :28:

 

I love it when Libraries just give up and just tell people we are not responsible if people look at porn.

 

Lazy.

 

Some cool shots of the bald eagle too, and I ain't talkin' bout the bird either.

 

Hi Hendrix Scribe....i am barely hanging on just fyi. Proly be knocked out verrryyy soon.

 

Works for me.

You betcha.

I hope you don't have what I had. It was a booger bear of a flu bug.

 

She did some more interesting sets with the company that made those. Though the others are less clothes.

We shall chat until you fall.

 

Post a pic or two from them.

 

This Lexi file is going to take a while. The archive says 2 hours to compress.

 

Will do.

 

Ok less time then I thought.

 

I'm leaving in 2 minutes, my time allotment is up.

Gonna eat supper anyway. You can pm me the pics if you like.

 

Ciao!

 

Will do. Night Scribe.

 

well im sitting here in the monistary, stuck in my closet with my computer,
comfy in my chair and shivering from the cold.
the end is near, i know it, i can tell by the reactions of all around me, some are stock piling food while others just stand and stare out the windows awaiting the empending unavoidable doom. for me, well for me there is no sense of urgancy, no stock piling no worries at all.

see my new temporary home of toledo has had a storm advisory placed over its entire area, if you live near here, your about to be buried under 11 to 15 inches of snow (depending on who you listen and worship) But i lived in alaska were 10 inches of snow is a flurry and hardly a reason to move the snow plows from there resting place

but not here, not in toledo, or even my little home town, its the end of the world by snow. I did leave the jeep with the plow hanging off the front for my wife, i left it in 4WD becouse last time she plowed with it, she left it in 2WD and called me complaining becouse it wouldnt move anything. She says putting it in 4WD is to complicated, its one shifter, you can pull it back while your driving down the road, its as easy as going from first to second.

food is going to be a scares commodity come tomorrow afternoon, i have been eating nothing but Marie calenders frozen dinners the entire time ive been here. the microwave they have here is barely working so i have to nuke them for about 10 min before the mashed potatoes are thawed, but that is not the issue with them. Nope not at all, the issue is when i buy them. I purchase about 10 at a time, i dont bother to look at what they are, they all taste the same. I just pull about 10 different ones out of the freezer and head to checkout. This is were the problem lies, as i place them one after another on the wide black belt, the cashier, normally a young woman looks with pity, the other folks in line, ugly and fat with moles and greasy hair watch with sadness as they all knowing share one thought "oh hes not getting laid is he. so sad, and hes not even that ugly, must be erectile dysfunction or worse, ill bet he has herpes or aids, or he is gay, yes thats it he must be gay and cant find another man to have taboo going to hell sex with." and then they all give me this sort of judgmental look of "pervert!"

so ill be stocking up on those tomorrow on the way home from the office
and while i talk of the office, let me share my new cubical world with you, i know everything about everyone two cubes deep, i know that the one guy calls his wife everyday at exactly 10am, and that he chats and talks with her about the most boring stuff, but lately he has been mentioning that its taking her to long to answer, she had better step it up or daddy's going to be pissed now. i know that the guy to the other corner talks to his wife as if she is a teenager asking if she can barrow the car, and then ends every conversation with her with "whatever". i hate that phrase, its very condescending,. but hey he gets away with it. and the other dude in front, well, he is sort of a class clown, he spends most of his day moaning about the place and saying fuck this a lot. and then leaves early.

but thats life in the cubical. i dont really much like it but it pays the bills.

well im bored and i think im getting a stomach flu, we will just have to see how it develops.
thanks fro reading.
or skimming or even just noticing that i did anything at all.

 

I'll take option two. Would like to fully read the full story.

 

i afraid its all ive got,
its my life right now. its strange how it breaks down to me
i think for fun tomorrow im going to go ask that one guy that calls his wife everyday at 10am a really complicated question about 9:59 and just stand there and explain im just not getting it.

 

So what I am getting is that your life is basically like Office Space?