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Saturday, February 01, 2003
Kung Hei Fat Choi! It's Chinese New Year... red envelopes with money, oranges, excessive bowing and incense burning... what's not to love? Too bad I'm here in Vancouver where I don't have any family, meaning no money, no oranges, and not even any stinky incense burning. Merry fricking new year to ME!
Thursday, January 30, 2003
I have to give a presentation at work tomorrow to a group of senior bigwigs in the agency. And I've been suffering from a stomach flu all week... queasy stomach and public speaking don't mix. I'm sooooo screwed...
Tuesday, January 28, 2003
received all of ONE guess on what the red stuff is. Dean's guess - "It's a picture of a paper cup with red shit in it. what do I win?"
It's supposed to be red curry sauce (made of Tandoori paste, and coconut milk). Somewhere along the way, it didn't turn out, and I made a toxic mix of red goop. It tasted fine, but I decided it was dangerous when I started crapping red for a day... I'm not even kidding. Bright red... Sunday, January 26, 2003
It's Sunday. Superbowl Sunday to be correct. And I don't even care who won, or who played for that matter. What I am upset about is the fact that I still have to go to work tomorrow. Who's the genius that figured we don't need a god gamn long weekend in January? And how about February? There ain't a long weekend for like... I dunno, like months! I'm getting the shakes already...
So I thought we'd play a game tonight. Just me and you. Rules, simple. You try to guess what this is a picture of, and I give you a "ENNNHHHH. Wrong Answer Biatch. Try again next time." I guarantee you won't get what it is.
For those of you who actually care enough, please send answers to youhavewaytoomuchtimeonyourhands@agnosticmonkey.com That's a real email addy, in case you think I'm joking. the answer to be revealed soon... |
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