Since starting my new job back in April, I have had almost nothing to do. I have found creative ways to make myself look busy but there are only so many hours a person can spend at Slashdot and fark.

Well, today was given an actual assignment. It is something simple (rebulid a laptop), but is it actual work. Now that I have gotten a taste of doing actual work, I don’t want to go back to having to kill time. I would rather coat my ass in honey and sit down on a seething pile of fire ants; I would rather swallow a towel; I would rather pound nails into my dick.

Another thing Mike hates: People that use the word `read` in place of `book`. Such as “Son of a Grifter was the most insanely fabulous read ever!” Book, the word is book. Thank you.

The scene: Last night, 8:20PM, Mike’s bedroom. Mike, feeling ill from the burrito he ate earlier in the night, decides to lay down. Cut to his alarm clock, not ringing, but clearly displaying the time as 7AM. Cut back to Mike, groggy after 10.5 hours of sleep.

Damn, being late for work sucks.

Forever changing “I fuck like a chimp” to “I fuck like a toy dog“, quoth Chris.

So, today is Tuesday, which means that it is cool to like anything cool in the indie rock world. Thus, I will add And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead to my list of music to hunt down and devour. It got a 10. A fucking 10. Pitchfork is usually full of shit, but a 10 is a commanding force.

New bands I need to find more music of: Mudvayne, Taproot, White Stripes and The Hives.

Well, Sony dropped the price of the Playstation 2 to $199. I still think that I got a great deal on my PS2: PS2, 4 (four) (yes, four) controllers, memory card, and 10 games (Including Tekken Tag Tournament, Gran Turismo 3, Armored Core 2, Midnight Run, Madden 2001, NHL 2001, and Fantavision) for a whopping $225. Beat that!

Strawberry jam is the best Jelly Belly flavor. Well, second to Sizzling Cinnamon.