Filed under: Tony Hawk, embarrassing, intertron, me me me, my oddities, oh fuck, pug, video games
Keyboard: 1 Angela: 0
Oh, where to begin with this shit. Those of you reading my noxious tumbling already know that I recently spilled red wine (from the finest of gas stations) all over my laptop keyboard. I have two degrees in Computer Science and have destroyed two computers in 3 months. HIGH FIVE.
The first one I took out as described here. This latest episode is more embarrassing.
SCENE: I’ve just finished watching “What’s Eating Gilbert Grape”, and have decided to pretend that I am a retarded person. ? So I’m sitting cross-legged on the couch, glass of wine on the tray, and I take my left foot in my left hand, and start slapping it spastically against my right leg. Wine glass goes flying, and my keyboard is fucked (I was still optimistic at this point, though).
I tried rinsing it [removed from the machine, obv] and drying it in the sun, to no avail. Decided to try feeding it to my dog, or drop kicking it:
In the end, I bought an “invincible” and “magical” and “rubber” keyboard (USB). You can spill wine on it, roll it up in a ball, and generally hate all over it and everything will be just fine. I have done a demonstration for you below, and I look pretty stupid doing it:
More pics of this mess tomorrow on my tumblr. I post some fucking *bullshit* on that thing, but at a much higher frequency than over here. So if you want to hear about my every fart and indiscretion, or just hear me announce on a regular basis that I am playing Tony Hawk, eating spaghetti and scratching my ass, see there. <3 <3 <3. Cooterheads.
Filed under: MTV must die, Tony Hawk, eating food, embarrassing, fashion, me me me, pug, tv, video games, working
Today was not a good day.
I had to go to a family function this evening, and so put on the HAPPY DRESS of SUNSHINE. And RAINBOWS. Didn’t work.
I forgave the pug her previous indiscretions, although she doesn’t deserve it.
Growing up, I used to have this “Book of Farts”. It put a name to your various farts, including the “Thank God I’m Alone” fart and the “Silent But Deadly” fart (obv). I used to think about this during class and start lol’ing like a weirdo. That and the old rectangular Garfield books:
TONIGHT’S BUSINESS: Watch “I Love Money”, eat red wine + leftover mac n chee and play Tony Hawk. Tomorrow is my Day of Action!!! I shall be productive tomorrow….Wait for it… ?
Filed under: Laura Linney's Breasts, Tony Hawk, me me me, oh fuck, tv, video games, working
-or- “This month-long sabbatical of mine is turning me crazy”
Hey guys, I LEFT THE HOUSE TODAY:
So I was supposed to find out (by using this time) what I wanted to do with my career, but as it turns out, I only want to watch tv and play video games and read trash all day on the internet. “Just kidding.”
But cereal, I think I’ll prob get another Master’s in either Int’l Policy, Economics or Social Work. Or Environmental Science & Engineering, which would go nicely w/the CS background and plus has a PhD prog I might go for. Either way, the deadline is July 1 (fuck fuck fuck).
I’m getting a-little-too-used-to the Crazy Lady routine. I’ve been sitting on the couch all day for weeks, taking naps AFTER BREAKFAST, and contemplating (= pricing) small pigs. For pet! Or confidante, student, teacher & friend. I eat bacon almost every morning, and I would prob have to knock that off ASAP. I just can’t see myself cooking it with the pig running around.
This series kicks fucking ass, here are two [the latest, "Chapter Fourty-Four: Bon Iver" is my favorite, but is not on youtube yet. You can use the google to find it.]:
[youbue=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKCraa-tdD4]
So toodles, McTwattersons…wonder what I’m going to do??? Time is running out. And money, that too. No one is paying me to sit on a mountain and think.
I would quit being so mysterious about wtf is going on with that latest post, but I just ate 20 clawfish and 20 beers in celebration/bewilderment over my latest “interesting” career move.
I am reduced to playing Tony Hawk (shocker) and possibly getting in the kiddie pool at 3:53pm on a Tuesday. I’ll explain my career plans, my hopes and dreams, my favorite color, and why I continue to watch “Grey’s Anatomy” in spite of “Grey’s Anatomy” tomorrow.
<333 I’m happy though! Just a small little ulcer. Should work itself out, right?
Back in town, McTwattersons!
So tired. Can only play Tony Hawk, drink 2 burrs and go to bed. Post tomorrow 
I fucking love this man. He is the male version of me: sarcastic, misanthropic, and self-impressed <3 <3 <3
White Chocolate! Raindrops!!
Why I chose both clips from “Along Came Polly”, I do not know. But I got me some BANGZ, bitches!
Tony Hawk now then have to wake up at 5am omfg to take my mom to the airport. What the hell? Le sigh.
