Even I think my brain is an asshole.

[digitaldiscipline]

Now I get to wonder what the hell my brain is trying to say...


- Either fighting zombies, or being trapped in a zombie-killing video game, and no weapons available or working, so I have to either outrun them and find someplace safe and secure, or kick my way past/through them. Less "omg awesome carnage" and more "extreme desperation and this apocalypse sucks." I woke myself up doing crappy side kicks (fortunately, with the leg that doesn't have the pulled butt muscle).

- Un-fucking a huge spreadsheet with some people for work and/for the owner of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. Working with a garishly-colored, poorly-designed, and badly-formatted Excel spreadsheet was roughly as profanity-inducing on my part as you'd expect.


MAN WHAT.

Comments

[ivy]

Oh, those suck. (I can teach you to throw a good side kick, but K. might not appreciate that if she gets mistaken for a zombie in your sleep.)

[etcet.livejournal.com]

I was, fortunately, laying on my side, and kicking the leg that was up, er, more up. I'm not very flexible, so it was getting maybe 18" in the air at the most.

[dogsbody01.livejournal.com]

Could be worse.You could be having recurring dreams,that you're forced, to return to highschool.

[kendra-manycats.livejournal.com]

This combined w/ your later posted horoscope says "Vacation" to me.

[etcet.livejournal.com]

I get a day off in two weeks.