Random Thoughts for the Week
-Something Steve America said in a comment post reminded me...I want Anna Nalick to have my children.
-I'll be picking up my new puppy one in six days. I'm beside myself with anticipation. That said, and despite this kennel having some of the most perfect Akitas I've ever seen, the breeders are complete and utter fucktards when it comes to the business side of things. I still do not have flight information from them, so all I know is that sometime on Monday, I need to be at the airport. I'll have to pull together a blogpost to talk about everything else that has frustrated the absolute shit out of me.
-Craigslist is usually comical as hell to check out. Until a dude references one's psuedo-girlfriend in an attempt to meet her.
-Speaking of psuedo-girlfriends, I'm going to the mountains this weekend. The Nursing Students parents will be there. I have no idea what the hell I'm doing. I think I need a hot, drunk, one-night-stand-type chick to fuck some sense into me. I'm available Friday night.
-What is one's rationale for the way they put toilet paper on the holders. Are you an over person, letting the hockey tickets hang from the top? Or are you an under person, preferring to pull your ass rags from the back?
-I'll be picking up my new puppy one in six days. I'm beside myself with anticipation. That said, and despite this kennel having some of the most perfect Akitas I've ever seen, the breeders are complete and utter fucktards when it comes to the business side of things. I still do not have flight information from them, so all I know is that sometime on Monday, I need to be at the airport. I'll have to pull together a blogpost to talk about everything else that has frustrated the absolute shit out of me.
-Craigslist is usually comical as hell to check out. Until a dude references one's psuedo-girlfriend in an attempt to meet her.
-Speaking of psuedo-girlfriends, I'm going to the mountains this weekend. The Nursing Students parents will be there. I have no idea what the hell I'm doing. I think I need a hot, drunk, one-night-stand-type chick to fuck some sense into me. I'm available Friday night.
-What is one's rationale for the way they put toilet paper on the holders. Are you an over person, letting the hockey tickets hang from the top? Or are you an under person, preferring to pull your ass rags from the back?
posted by sethro at 3:04:00 PM
9 Comments:
oh god help you if you put the TP roll on so the first sheet is under!! j/k. i personally prefer the over but don't make a big deal out of it. people with serious OCD have a preference i think.
Mmmm....the N.O. But wait, do I get any sort of prize for being your bitch? Rice-o-roni, the San Francisco treat? Year's supply of Turtle Wax?
At my office, the roll dispenser is a little small and part of some casing that also houses the little waste container. So it's a pain in the ass (figuratively) if the maintenance folks put the roll in so it goes under, because unless you spin the roll to get some momentum going, you are going to be cramming your hands up the back of the dispenser to get a freakin' square. Of course, those bitches are punishing us somehow for some reason and putting it in so that all the rolls are loaded under. Of course!
So much easier if you simply load so it goes over, not under.
And just to let you know... the consequences for being a sport fucker are thus: ending up like target="playaz">one of these guys.
Stupid blogger. Won't let me target windows here. blah. Anyhow! Check the old blog at , as they are moving to a new site.
um, I'm a dork with these tags tonight. good night.
VP, thank you for the validation. Anyone who goes for the under has, um...issues. I say this because an ex of mine insisted that under was the correct dispensation method. And as for being OCD, I'm obviously not becau....shit, hold on, my "I'm not gay, I'm sensitive" candlescape is turned the wrong way....
Oh. My. God. Siryn, I'm pretty sure that, a) those dispensers were crafted for the sole reason of making me swear openly in public restrooms, and b) there is obviously a secret network of maintenance folks who share their crafty ways to Piss Off Corporate Americans. Well, that, or they're all just too fucking stupid to know any better.
Wow. The Playaz. Um. You mean I can't just sport fuck and be a normal guy....do I have to end up where guys are caricatures of themselves and actually think about buying '94 Vettes? *shudder* Kill me now.
You wish you were a Playa, Seth...admit it!
Now Phil, if I could hang out with Kenny Rogers AND drive the '78 Trans Am, I'm in. Seriously in.
Just. No. Vette's.
And I want a baseball card.
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