It's a beautiful thing, having my Word back. Last time I used this it was March the 23rd and I felt completely lost without it. However I'm back, it's back and I can now continue on with the story that has been going on inside of my head for days now.
Let me just go off on something for a second, Battlefield Bad Company 2. I mean wow, holy shit and sweet-fuck. This game is so fast paced and action packed that sometimes my mind doesn't know which direction to turn. It's been slowly sucking out my soul since my Word went down, who couldn't help but be fixated on all of the beautiful explosions? Who wouldn't be amazed at the fact that you can blow a building to Hell instead of going around it? There are epic helicopter, tank and sniper battles going on at all times. Absolute craziness!
That's my geek moment of the day I believe.
For the past three days I've been assaulting my co-workers with my ass. Maybe it was all those pizza-pockets that I ate, maybe it's all the fruit I've been eating, or maybe, just maybe they mixed and created a little monster in there whose belches through my sphincter a smell so horrible, so foul that even I choke. I would be working, going through the monotonous actions of scraping totes while blowing ass and then I'd give it a few seconds while chuckling to myself as I await their reactions, I'd casually look at one of the guys, and he'd have a grimace on his face, and I'd laugh. They called me a sic son-of-a-bitch, but it's not like I can help it, because I had the feeling that if I held them in much longer, the gas would expand and I would explode, now we wouldn't want that happening, would we?
Happy Easter folks!
J.
