currently: @919 (1:03pm) on tuesday 3.9.10 | 458 hours since last post
I shall now ask my colleague to tell you how good I am at delegating.
Apparently the traffic is so bad in Tacoma and on the bridge that people in Kent are actually unable to get out of their garages. I got an on-the-scene report from a fellow sufferer/commuter and it's that bad.
So I'm just sorta hanging at work, waiting for a good chance to make a break for it. All the bosses have already left - they took outta here at 2 or 3pm, none of this waiting around stuff for them.
The Xbox 360 stuff is exciting, all this new Live functionality. I gotta get me one o' them. Debbie and I are doing the mad shopper thing Friday morning and I may try to sneak one into my basket. I also need to upbraid YOU, the lazy reader who does not send me, or post in a comment, your gamertag. Though I guess now it's a gamercard instead.
How 'bout that bartender who served 19 shots of tequila to a customer, killing him? Pansy. Look, if a 110 pound woman can drink shot after shot of rotgut whiskey in a freezing bar in Tibet, then trade insults with Indiana Jones and battle with Nazis, what's a strapping Norwegian doing dying from a little tequila?
Speaking of which, I believe I shall drink vodka in quantity tonight. I shall drink vodka and lounge around. Technically speaking.
Have a great holiday if we don't talk before then.
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