Day: January 20, 2005

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Old men who wear full-length fur coats scare me.

I can't describe it any better than this:

Got into the store where I proceeded to bounce like Tigger for a bit, scaring the man next to R at the veggie counter. Then we played football with a cauliflower, which gained us a fan. Though R's skills as a quarterback were questioned when I told the guy he had actually been aiming for my head. Chased a girl with mukluks, met a captain and his first mate, I smacked R with some butt slice, licked another magazine, and made the cashier laugh when I made the Valentine's Day mascot do a jig. On the way home for some reason we found the need to discuss various genitals along with scary hand motions. […] Then I was off to bounce through the kitchen while yummy dinner was prepared. We sat down to eat and watch Iron Chef Asshat compete in the Buffalo Brawl. Then there was the commercial for goo-covered veggies that made me gag. After that was an attempt at beheading with a ceiling fan, a.k.a. the Fan O' Death. And the rocket man.

Fell asleep watching TV with Sara and I woke up with my shoulder completely f'ed up. I was sore and *really* burpy for most of the night. Not good. Feeling better now, but I'm still a bit achey. Blergh. On the plus side, it seems that IBM is finally getting its collecitve thumb out, woot!