currently: @197 (8:44pm) on friday 9.3.10 | 933 hours since last post
Discoveries are made by not following instructions.
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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