No, not that kind, sicko!
Wait, I was the only one thinking that, wasn't I?
So, I'm at work. I'm slowly chipping away at catching up on my blogs. I'm getting to you, I swear!
And I just realized I haven't been replying to my comments this week. Oops. So if you have commented recently, scroll down to read my reply.
Just a couple of random tidbits I am going to share with you:
1. There is currently a middle-aged, balding, chubby guy in the library right now. He's sitting at a computer and making all kinds of disgusting bodily function noises: burps, sneezes, nose-blowing, phlegmy sounds, you name it. He is keeping a napkin on his lap for obvious reasons. Ask me how excited I am to turn off that computer before I go home.
2. He also is on myspace. I don't want to think too much about it other than that.
3. A minute ago, I learned that my coworker cannot spell "Vietnam". I found this entertaining, as it doesn't strike me as a difficult word. She kept typing "Vietnan" and "Veitnan".
4. Then again, she's about 83 and deaf to boot.
5. A teacher has an assignment out right now. They give it every semester. The students have to read a book covering any topic they want as long as it deals with American history from 1877-Present.
In 129 years of history, people, wars, events, movements, inventions, celebrities, controversies, art, music, politics, scandals and technology, you'd think there would be something for everyone.
Yet none of the students ever have a topic in mind. This blows my mind. Look, I know history isn't for everyone. But in 129 years' worth of events in your native country, you can't think of a single thing or person that even remotely interests you?? I ask them this, and they reply,
"Well, yeah, I can. It's just that all those books are, like, 500 pages long."
I just want to say, "They don't just give the diplomas away, you know."