let�s call him� johnpowers
so this man who was not so very smart that we�re now calling johnpowers decided to go to work because he likes living where he does and so he looks out the window and sees that it is raining
it is raining very hard
so he goes to the bathroom
to take a shower
when he comes back out � looking a little less like a really stretched out 10 year old with bed head and a beard he looks back outside
it�s not raining
so johnpowers doesn�t take an umbrella
and it starts to pour as he walks down the street
and the security guard at my building almost doesn�t let me in
�Sorry but no one who works in this building would be stupid enough to walk to work in this rain storm, you must be a crazy RISD student doing some film project��
�I�m cold, I�m wet, let me in before I fill your desk computer with child pornography.�
�Oh, hi Mr. Powers, I didn�t recognize you�
�Have a good day Bob�
I�d swear I heard him mutter �dumb ass� as I got on the elevator, but that exchange never happened. The security guard just looked at me funny and in my hypothermic state I imagined it did.
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I should stop here. Really. Oh screw it. Walk with me through a few rain filled pools of randomness... or go away now. You've been warned.
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Last evening after work I was on my way home, so I called Jen on my cellphone (see previous entries for my personal beliefs on cell phone etiquette) and we went out for drinks and dinner at Olive�s.
[Note: to the grammar nazi who sometimes anonymously emails me regarding my sometimes imperfect grammar skills, I have three things to say: 1) fuck you. 2) I have taken 1 creative writing course in my life and took 2 English courses in college, so bite me. 3) That is the way Olive�s is spelled on their menu.]
It was fun to be a little spontaneous. Yeah, sure it was only dinner, but it was all my idea, and it was fun, so bite me... Go to my �old� page type krelbo in the search area, click, read what a krelbo is, and then bite me there.
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I think my friend Ray is having a colonoscopy procedure done today. Poor fella. If you know how bad that feels rip out your spleen and hold it in the air.
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Speaking of colons, there is right now the worst smell on my floor. It�s very chemically and is making me feel a little like I�m about to die. The important people in my building are 1 floor and 11 floors above me, so it�s probably not a mustard gas attack.
I think I should go get some fresh air now that maintenance guys are running around looking a little frantic.
I�m a fire captain for my side of the building, so I shouldn�t leave, but fuck em � what did these people ever do for me? Nothing. Besides give me a job. Bastards.
I should tell you about the fire captain thing someday. You�ll get to laugh at my misfortune AGAIN so you should all like that one.
Yes, going outside seems like a GREAT idea now that I�ve almost dried off. Please refer to the tittle of this entry and put that conception ->here<-
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The swans down by the river by my house are still sitting on their nest. I hope no one replaced their eggs with rocks.
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I just realised how many people I know in real life have diary's here now. Very cool. Go to my profile and check 'em out if you get a chance.
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Sen. Jim Jeffords of Vermont is now my hero.