Waiting

Monsieur’s keyboard has a lotta dust. Not that he doesn’t use it — but up on the top edge it has some of those quick buttons to push – if you say – want to get on the internet or check your mail and you’re really lazy…He obviously doesn’t use those buttons…Cause there is a lotta dust there…

Called to check on my baby and while I was waiting for someone to pick up and answer my questions I noticed that the service order receipt that I have has an estimated completion date for the 15th. That’s a whole week away. and that’s at best — if they have to order parts (which they will since the soundcard is busted) it’ll be longer…Best Buy should have a realtime service report on the internet. I wanna be able to look and see a little clock next to my service order and notes made by whoever is poking and prodding at my baby. They shipped her off to Suwanee. — I feel a song coming on. You know – a little blues ditty about my computer…

I made chili.
It doesn’t have enough burger in it.
It’s got plenty of beans though. – Which means tonight I will be able to proudly say plenty of times: “I farted, and it smells.” If only I could cue dramatic music each time I said that. Mind you – there is a noticeable pause in that statement. The comma could possibly be a period – as the “and it smells” is more of an afterthought.

Gore endorsed Dean…I’m a bit worried that Clinton is gonna endorse Clark…but today was a big step in my nominee getting into the hizouse.

I think I’ll play Nofriendo until my eyes bleed…

I’m just a lil upset…Girls that declare outright that they don’t wanna date a saxophone playa do that to me. Make me upset that is. I mean – that is so bogus. whateva.

I hate this browser. I want my opera back. Stupid soundcard.