Tuesday I went to lunch with a friend. We argued about whether or not he's a girl because he drives a Toyota Camry with a 4-cylinder engine and got all huffy when I told him a certain female person in my life refused to even test-drive a 4-cylinder Camry because she wanted more horsepower. I told him there is a new Camry out this year with over 250 hp, but I didn't think he could handle it because it has a V6 and also he's a girl.
Wednesday came and my sister emailed. "Want to do lunch?" Yes, as a matter of fact I do. I don't really, but it means I can skip working out all alone at the gym while college girls try not to make eye contact with me for fear I might speak to them. Oh heavens to Betsy, don't let the man look at meeeeeeee!
I am swamped at work, as in having people expect me to do 3 critical things at the same time and somehow get them all done even though they are all unrelated. Yes, that does not work well. But it has helped me to see, once again, that I need to better organize myself at work and keep things that way.
I had some thoughts about Stifler's Mom accusing Herman Cain of sexual harassment and hiring feminist scheister Gloria Allred to be her lawyer, but I've mostly forgotten what I was going to say. The stress at work erased all the good jokes about that from my brain. But seriously, this woman looks EXACTLY like Stifler's Mom from American Pie. How could a professional shit-stirrer like Gloria Allred not have noticed that and convinced the bit... er, woman to change her hairstyle or at least do SOMETHING to make herself not look exactly like Stifler's Mom, the child molester made famous in a series of popular movies that the whole world saw?
|Person of Interest - I've got no interest|
OK, that's it. No gym time so far. I'm being a lazy loser.