hey you there,

yeah, the one with the dreamy dark eyes.

guess what.

go on, guess.

THAT'S RIGHT. the "thing" that i am doing for you, the extra-special thing, it's thisclose to being complete. now i have to hop to it and make covers for the cds i've made you and stuff. and get the rest of the components of what i am affectionately calling "the big box of little pleasures". [nod]

you, should be doing the pee pee dance of excitement right about now. oh yes.

and, another thing, i was in the break room getting some water so that i can take some advil for the (potential) carpal tunnel pain i am experiencing and this hot girl starts talking to me. she is your average blond haired (but bright), athletic with big cha chas woman and she has a sweeeeeet ass. so, we are shooting the shit and we start talking about vacations and it occurs to me that i haven't taken a vacation where i went anywhere since i was a kid. i guess that's mostly because i have been a dirt poor student for the majority of my young adult life.

and she gave me the "awww, that's so sad!" pout.

mmmhmmm.

but then i brightened up at the thought that soon i will be visiting you. i mean, sure, it would be cool if you guys lived somewhere like sao paolo, brazil or florence, italy or even new orleans (his experience in nawlins notwithstanding)...but cr? crikey...cr!!

well, at least i'll be able to say i went there.

and, you have to know that you are the ONLY person who could get me in the middle like that.

and i am excited for it. because i miss you. A LOT, OK?

and on a completely different note, this is how i picture her:

and on an even more completelyier differenter note, the Co-Worker and i kind of bonded this morning.

what possibly could have cut through the barrier of sarcasm and new country singing? (i am totally serious here: yesterday he sang a song with the words "she thinks my tractor is sexy, it really turns her on, she's always staring at me while i'm chugging along...something something something...she's even kinda crazy about my farmer's tan...something something something" and that's where my head explodes.)the only thing that possibly could bring together two such different people:

The Beastie Boys.

[nod].

the beastie boys are one of two bands that myself and my milquetoasty have agreed are essential for someone to like. in fact, we have had more than one discussion/debate over which band is THE most important to like: the pixies or the beastie boys. it may seem apparent to you one way or the other immediately at first...but now think about it. think about what liking each band says about your personality. yes...see the problem? i am not decided. it's not as if either has to be one of your top 5 favorite bands (especially, i think, the beastie boys) but imagine, if you will, not being able to appreciate either. if you have any thoughts or arguments either way, please feel free to email me.

after our talk about the beastie boys the Co-Worker has been giving me a bit less at-ti-tude, and even shared his popcorn with me.

holy shimoly, it's already 12.

i've done 15 minutes of work today so far.

and the rest of the time...meh.