on the horizon

Hey, people:

I'm at work right now waiting on some bosses to get back to me. I've got a queue of posts waiting to be written here SOMETIME. Those will include Ways In Which I Fuck Up, and my recent JET interview in Chicago. I don't like Chicago.

In the meantime here's a list of things I want:
1. DSLR camera.
2. laptop (mac or pc?)
3. I want my hi-tops to arrive in the mail already.

Just an observation -- site meters are great fun. I spend more time cooing over where the hits come from and how long you stay than other important tasks, such as sleeping. Its a bit discouraging, however, that a good portion of my hits come from image searches for "ostrich", "razorback gorilla", and "Anna Nicole Smith" (no joke). I'd like to welcome my new Tokyo viewer also.

Back to work.

You've Won

I would like to give a special shout out to my faceless reader in CT, who is a consistent viewer of this bullstuff. Incidentally you were the 300th page view since I put the counter up, so you've won this shout out.

Step out of your silence and leave a comment!

Damn, girl.

"Whatever life holds in store for me, I will never forget these words: "With great power comes great responsibility." This is my gift, my curse. Who am I? I'm Spiderman."
-Peter Parker

Girl,
Let me reveal my true identity to you under the stars at my Costa Rican time share this spring break the 13th through 18th. I promise you I will provide the finest breads available for purchase and, if necessary, I shall pre-ship the bearskin rug so that we may have a more enjoyable freak session on the bathroom tile.

I see you every Thursday A.M. when I come to retrieve the mail on my center's behalf. If only I could bring my favorite wine with me, I would toast to you in an undisclosed room of your choice, since you have access to the building keys. There I will reveal to you both physically and digitally the bond we share.

I will do you so right, it be wrong. Damn, girl.

Baby sweet thing, I take it you do not know that I am Iron Chef Sakai. We passed in the lobby, I was pushing my mail cart and you were striding oh so gracefully like the lioness of the Sarengeti, and all my soul could do was scream "We are friends on facebook, Hotness". It is time to let Sakai work you over proper.

I will request the hot tub be full for our arrival. Scan my profile -- Sakai's profile -- and there you shall begin your trek to my Costa Rican getaway. Remember, whatever variety of fruit tray you so desire. Obviously, I'm ready to do anything to get the Freak on.

Spiderman, I feel you.