2003-03-03

Ball peen

Ohhhhhh, kick ass. Kick-fuckin'-ass.

Not much to report. The server at work went ka-blooey this morning, rendering me pretty much incapable of doing much more than tidying stacks of paper at my desk.

It's stupid degrees outside, with a wind chill factor of wicked stupid.

A coworker on her way out to run some errands asked if I needed anything. I told her, "Yes, please. Could you get me some Oxycontin, a ball peen hammer, and a straw?"

She didn't get it.

lisamcc at 5:35 p.m.

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