Journal Captain Splendid's Journal: More horses, please 5
Yeah. So I come home from the office xmas party. And I've got six fucking messages. Six! Not twelve, or twenty, like I often do if I don't hit the 'dot often enough. Couple of new JEs, couple replies to my posts or JEs, the usual shit.
And whoops! I got three replies I want to shoot out before I head to bed with the missus, light up a fattie, and watch Adult Swim before passing out in beer-assisted sleep.
Fuck you, says Slahsdot.
Waaaahh, says I.
And whoops! I got three replies I want to shoot out before I head to bed with the missus, light up a fattie, and watch Adult Swim before passing out in beer-assisted sleep.
Fuck you, says Slahsdot.
Waaaahh, says I.
Hmmm - I'm just work work work (Score:1)
Today the entire Seattle School District is on Snow Day and I'm stuck working at the UW while my son levels to 80 in WOW.
bah, humbug (Score:2)
I grew up in Minnesota. My last 4 or 5 years of (pre-college) schooling had a total of 1 snow day that I recall. Oddly enough, that day wasn't even snowy - it was the air temperature that forced cancellation. As I recall the high temperature in Minneapolis was something like minus 15 Fahrenheit, and we had windchill putting that of course much much worse.
We had a description for how our superintendent would decide whether or not to declare
Re: (Score:2)
instead of watching AdultSwin (Score:2)
You should have loaded up their most excellent flash game, and played a few rounds:
5 minutes to kill yourself [adultswim.com].
It's great for blowing off steam.
It's so good, they even came up with a sequel:
Five minutes to kill (yourself) 2 [adultswim.com]