An OCD Crisis
As I usually do I ate lunch at my desk, this time eating a chicken almond melt sandwich from Gorin's. It's quite good, you should try one! Nonetheless a thin grease lining developed around my fingertips from the lard saturated bread they used.
Now, that doesn't bother me - I can wash my hands. But now my keyboard and more importantly my mouse is slick from the grease. Grease slickness, not Grace slickness.
So what can I do? I can't wash the mouse, and drying won't help. Plus, I can still smell the sandwich. Also I might have heartburn.
I shouldn't have eaten the sandwich, this is precisely the reason why I have to take Lipitor. And Lipitor makes me fart. Not that I didn't fart before, but now I can have an excuse.
Now, that doesn't bother me - I can wash my hands. But now my keyboard and more importantly my mouse is slick from the grease. Grease slickness, not Grace slickness.
So what can I do? I can't wash the mouse, and drying won't help. Plus, I can still smell the sandwich. Also I might have heartburn.
I shouldn't have eaten the sandwich, this is precisely the reason why I have to take Lipitor. And Lipitor makes me fart. Not that I didn't fart before, but now I can have an excuse.
8 Comments:
Brad, I just saw your wedding pics. Congratulations by the way. Your wife is very beautiful. And my favorite pic is entitled, "Brad and His "scary face" behind Melissa."
By John Shannon, at 16/9/04 9:41 AM
I'm really diggin' Melissa's art work. I don't know why I haven't explored it before this. Is your last name Morrow by the way?
By John Shannon, at 16/9/04 9:48 AM
John - you're getting into our personal stash! That's ok, yes - I'm a Morrow, we were married 5 years ago, and she's a graphic artist (though she is a biology major).
sing along: Getting to know me, getting to know all about me....
By Brad, at 16/9/04 10:10 AM
John, you are a swell chap. Thank you for the compliments.
By Ollie, at 16/9/04 11:21 AM
The pleasure is mine. I hope to meet you groovy peeps someday. You're not that far away. Uh-oh, wait, no need to move...Come back! ;) I'll bring the heroin.
By John Shannon, at 16/9/04 6:52 PM
Um...just kidding about the smack thing. The H, the horse with no name etc.
I'm taking off for awhile. I've got a ticket to the Amazon wilds, one way, the boas are starving and I've so much to give. Call it avoirdupois!
The Blog is fucking weird sometimes (to me anyway.) I lose it, it loses itself, one giant lost composure. I don't know. I'll pick up where we left off later.
I have been feeling very guilty about all those serious side projects that I've been neglecting, so, without further adieu. I bid you adieu - hope I'm spelling that right. Maybe I'll take a course in spelling.
Peace!
By John Shannon, at 20/9/04 9:19 AM
Wot? You were kidding? Damn. I mean, yeah.. I knew you were kidding. heh. *hastily re-buries Mattel Lil' Junkie Needle & Arm Band Set back in the crawlspace*
By Ollie, at 20/9/04 10:25 AM
Alcohol on a cotton ball or Q-tip will clean your compy-parts right up.
By Sanorah, at 20/9/04 11:31 PM
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