5.03.06

Category: dribblings

new computer. it’s all new. new motherboard, new processor, new operating sysytem, new e-mail junk, new everything.
i can’t find anything.
also, i have no e-mail addresses anymore. remember when we used to send e-mails to each other all the time with funny things in them? yeah, well now when i find a funny link i can’t e-mail it to you ‘cos i have no address for anybody. so if in a couple of weeks you’re all, “gosh, that jaimie hasn’t sent me anything in a while, piss on her!” just know that i can’t send you anything ‘cos i don’t know your address because i can’t remember all your crap okay? it’s hard enough trying to remember my own passwords and user names for all the crap that was on my old computer, but i never had to know them ‘cos the old computer knew them for me.
lazy american!

another thing i forgot to save was my favorites folder.
damn.
those were some handy links that i’ve had on there for 10 years. it’s a shame i don’t know where they actually are on this here internet thing.
so stupid, american pig dog!

in other news:
at the Holy House the other day i overheard some people talking while i was painting the men’s room (which smells like pee. gross. Dear Old Men, AIM FOR THE MIDDLE OF THE WHITE THING YOU’RE STANDING IN FRONT OF. Love, Jaimie)
and this lady is trying to get this guy to borrow some of her DVDs. and she says, “you need to watch this movie. it’s so great.” and he’s all, “what is it?” and she says, “Walk the Line.” and he says, “oh.”
if there is one thing this year that has captured the attention of old people it’s Walk the Line, which is a good movie. very enjoyable. old people? they eat that shit UP.
anyway, he doesn’t want to watch that movie (probably ‘cos he already owns it) and she acts like he’s spit on baby jesus or something. he quickly tries to change the subject and says, “did you know that today is the empire state building’s birthday?”
“what?” she asks, clearly confused at the non sequitur.
“today is the 75th anniversary of the empire state building.”
“oh,” she says, “so…do you want to borrow king kong?”
i couldn’t contain my laughter.
priceless.

crazy margaret came by today. i didn’t go outside to see what she wanted because i didn’t want to be bothered with crazy. at first i felt kinda bad ‘cos i wasn’t actually busy, i was just in no mood to listen to her talk crazy and then ask me for money. so by not going to the door and ignoring her screaming and whistling and ringing the bell outside, it was like i was screening my phone from telemarketers.
only most telemarketers don’t say things like, “you’re mean you need to change the bulb in that outside light i don’t think it’s working i saw a spider at lola’s house and i know it was poisonous she probably called it out to bite one of your dogs i think the brown dog has worms see how she keeps whining? you should give her some milk not a lot of milk i used to give my dog milk all the time and that keeps them from getting so hungry you have five dollars i could borrow till monday?”

so as Mayor of Crazytown i decided that i didn’t have to listen to her jibberish today. maybe i’ll feel more generous tomorrow.

today i took roxy rockstar on a walk down at the Bird Sanctuary. one thing i’ve notice at the Bird Sanctuary is a SEVERE lack of birds. in fact, it’s mostly swampy wasteland with a gravel trail. GADSDEN ROCKS!
but at least it’s a quiet place to walk the dog. it’s not like i can walk her around my block.
crazy margaret would see us.

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