random and nothing cute to say about it

i am watching "dancing with the stars" this season, only because of this guy. 5 minutes into the show and i want to die. the music is atrocious and the people are simps. the hosts are jerkoffs. penn better make it past the first round!!!! he's up first, i guess this is a "real time review". his shirt is open to his bellybutton and he's lost like 50 pounds. i still have a crush on him, even after watching this show.

lesson learned: if you have a stomach ache, do not eat a roast beef sandwich with awesome buffalo spicy cheese melted on it. very bad idea.

another lesson learned: don't let the dogs eat cheese shavings dropped on the floor. spicy buffalo cheese + old dogs = stinkier then usual farts. it's science!!!!

here's what happens when the internet is down at work all day:

we got a new org chart and apparently i "drool". kelly riffled through the candy bowl, flicked me off and then threw a wrapper at me. akash tried to show me his see-through finger and we all ate too much candy. the end.

question: where do i get packing styrofoam peanut type things? i have a big package to send to lisa ann (who never blogs) in canada, and don't know where one would purchase packing nut things. i don't even know what to call them!

final thought: REM's "night swimming" is a nearly perfect song.