SK790 wrote:It smells like peanut brittle in my apartment. I have no peanut brittle.

Life is a mystery.

6 weeks in, and I finally got my bed and a TV for my new place. Starting to feel like a home around here. No more sleeping on the couch and watching hulu on my laptop. That being said, I ate kosher dills and tostitos for lunch AND dinner tonight.

I can't believe there was a time when I thought Chef Boyardee mini ravioli was good.

Pretty epic sports day for me. If I was making a list of things that I wanted to happen today, in some rough order, it would have been:

1) Phils win
2) ManU lose or 0-0 draw
3) Blackhawks win
4) Braves lose
5) Marlins lose
6) Flyers lose
7) Canadiens lose
8) Lakers lose
9) Mets lose
10) Pacers win

Headed for the rare 0 for 10, many of which were coinflips or I was rooting for the favored team

I don't rule the Hornets out.

I was really hoping for a reverse jinx Phils win, but would settle for the Blackhawks stealing this one from the jaws of death

SK790 wrote:It smells like peanut brittle in my apartment. I have no peanut brittle.

Phantom smells are one sign of a brain tumor.

PrattRules wrote:Why do airport bathrooms smell so bad? It's like there's an international team of all star $#@! in every airport bathroom.

All the drug mules, uh, "disembarking".

Phan In Phlorida wrote:

SK790 wrote:It smells like peanut brittle in my apartment. I have no peanut brittle.

Phantom smells are one sign of a brain tumor.

This has put me at ease to go to bed tonight.

It does not smell like peanut brittle in my apartment anymore.

i can make myself smell stuff if i really try

Wizlah wrote:Also, need a new avatar.

I call this one "Cat Interrupted Whilst Cleaning Junk"...

any morning you come out of the shower and Soon is on the radio and its sunny outside and no one else is in the gaff so you crank that shit up to 11 and then you feel so inspired by it that you need some more loud good stuff and so you dig out yeah yeah yeah (crass version) and put that on loud and it gets to that mental squelchy bit and you have a nice throwback to dancing your tits off to I don't know, mu-ziq or someone around 2000 at some acid techno party and you want to just punch walls and shout with the joy of it all and then cycle up a hill till your fucked or something, yeah thats a really fucking good morning.

Oh and then it runs onto yeah yeah yeah (pretentious version) and its just that nice disco beat with the bass guitar running and teh synth wandering and that's just fucking cool.

Time for coffee.

Fuck yeah.

Fuck.

yeah.

fuckin.

deadly.

Edit.

I apologise for the double post. How rude.

Here, have my earworm of the day as a token of my repentence.

Forgot just how much information is available on The Register. It really is a fine website.

(happy to be corrected by IT professionals who know better)

Today I learned about wardriving.

Exciting!

Real bad day at the base I am on in Afghanistan, real fucking bad.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20110427/ap_ ... fghanistan

Wizlah wrote:Today I learned about wardriving.

Exciting!

kind of a letdown

the bacon egg cheese was so good I want another

Phan In Phlorida wrote:

Wizlah wrote:Also, need a new avatar.

I call this one "Cat Interrupted Whilst Cleaning Junk"...

If no one minds, I'd like to use that one.

I'm glad TV didn't die, and glad Luzinski's Gut didn't die, but it sucks that those other people did die.