I Can Hardly Stand To Sit Through This, I Can Hardly Sit To Stand Through This Either.

Hmm. I was sitting at work, a coworker points out that there are squirrels fighting outside. Turns out they weren't fighting, so I looked away for their own privacy. "Hey look! It's Animal Planet live!" sheesh, get a tree squirrels.

Spiders kind of creep me out, and the other day I saw a ton of those jumping spiders hopping through some really soft dirt, and I found it amusing that every jump they landed seemed to be on the edge of a dip in the dirt, so they would lose their footing and slide to the bottom. They didn't get anywhere fast, but I had fun watching.

Poor spiders.

I talk to a lot of people on days like this, they come into the office or they're on the other end of the phone, and it also makes me laugh (on the inside) and somewhat cringe mentally when they say, " I just had a question I wanted to ax." or "I want to ax you something." "There's something I want to ax you." "Can I ax you something?"

The answer is: "NO, I DON'T WANT YOU TO AX ME. HOLY CRAP THAT'S SCARY, DON'T TAKE ANOTHER STEP, I KNOW FENG SHUI."

Really? Drives me nuts. It's ASK, not AX. Not a horror film, there isn't supposed to be any blood of guts. Nothing. Just a question.

Okay, there are thousands upon thousands of Internet memes floating around out there on the World Wide Web. Who the heck comes up with those and how do they get so popular? I don't understand anything I guess. Maybe it's the Internet god, always looking down on us, always watching, like the Big Brother of the WHOLE WORLD. Or, at least the whole World Wide Web.

Hmm, well, actually, the whole SOPA thing, if that were ever passed, THEN it would be like Big Brother of the Internet. No me gusta.

Stephen King, his books are always fun to read. There's almost always some supernatural twist though, I'm waiting for the big moment of realization in the book I'm reading now, 11/22/63, I know it's coming, but I'm halfway through it (it's 842 pages, not including the afterward. Not nearly as big as Under The Dome which was over 1,000 pages, but still pretty big.) and I still can't piece together the little clues.

I hate when I'm reading a big book like this and there are insignificant characters that suddenly become significant later and you can't remember who they are so you have to leaf back THROUGH ALL THOSE PAGES to try and find them, I can't find the page I need and I have no idea who the person is. What a pain.

Well, now to get back to my reading and the nagging feeling that I've been having that something that was due today and I didn't do last night like I should have. I really hope that's just a feeling and not a reality.


I hated the dream I had last night.


¡Adiós!