i saw a tps report last week

[lauralh]

I have realized that the only things separating me from hippies are a complete lack of regard for nature, and an actual appreciation of aesthetics. Oh, and my Chrysler Sebring. Tempted to rid myself of it though.

Actually I feel like a hippie today in that I look like crap. Although I did shower this morning, I am wearing a large button-down short sleeve shirt like a fucking Mormon missionary, a green cardigan and blue chinos. And black sandals.

Saturday I watched an episode of Happy Days while I cleaned the living room, then finished it off with the Saturday repeat of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. I've never been able to watch the show before, but the crew guy they made over was accessible, and so were they. I dunno, I have a lot of trouble watching any hour show, but one with a bunch of guys acting more girly than me? I do think the Hair Guy and the Food Guy are hawt, though.

I cancelled my gym membership last week, but it's going to take a month to cancel through and so they billed me for it. So I have just enough money to not pay my deductible. First time I ever wished my car would take longer to get fixed.

Pho last night was a complete bust, as nothing is open till 10 on Sunday night. But the Gyrocery pulled through, and then Adult Swim. I have the Aqua Teen Hunger Force theme song stuck in my head constantly.

Comments

[sativaleaf.livejournal.com]

I always get the theme to Sea Lab in my head. It's too catchy, dammit.

[drisrael.livejournal.com]

dude, the Gyrocery rocks stones.

[candid.livejournal.com]

Except that it has the world's jankiest ketchup. I swear that every one of those ketchup bottles is like 20 years old, and whatever's inside has crusted and/or liquefied in ways not intended by nature.

[drisrael.livejournal.com]

i couldn't attest to the jankyness of the ketchup, honestly.

[cynica.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure if you got the memo, but there's a new coversheet that we need to be putting on those.

[shalifi.livejournal.com]

Shake zula!
The mic rulah!
The old schoolah!
You wanna trip?
I'll bring it to ya!
Frylock and I'm on top
rock you like a cop
Meatwad you're up next
with your knock-knock..
Meatwad make the money see!
Meatwad get the honeys G!
Drivin in my car,
livin' like a star
Ice on my fingers and my toes
and on my toys!