another spanky day at work.

co-worker has delayed in responding to an email i sent him.
so i asked boss if coworker was delaying 'cause co-worked hates me.
boss looked perplexed, then answered: "Probably."
i offered: "Is it because of my odour?"
again, boss looked at me quizically . . .

sorr-eeee

Airline apologizes after moving dead woman next to sleeping man
Monday, March 19, 2007 | 10:46 AM ET | CBC News

British Airways has issued an apology to a first class passenger on a flight from Delhi to London last week who woke up to find himself next to a dead body.

The cabin crew had used an unoccupied seat in his row for the body of an elderly woman who had died in the crowded economy section about three hours after takeoff.

Paul Trinder, 54, told the Mirror and Sun tabloids that he woke at 30,000 feet to discover the flight crew strapping the body into the seat near him.

"I woke to see the cabin crew manoeuvring what looked like a sack of potatoes into the seat. Slowly, through the darkness, I realized it was a body," the businessman told the paper.

"The corpse was strapped into the seat, but because of turbulence it kept slipping down onto the floor … It was horrific. The body had to be wedged in place with lots of pillows."

huh.

Dear Gay,

jesus christ. for all the times you've locked yourself out, i can't believe i've never been there to witness it. also: don't you have room mates to let you in? that's what room mates are for. that, and to steal from.

also: on saturday morning, i was like, 'i should tell sticky about the show i saw last night'. and then i went on to the blog and saw that i already had. huh. seems i was totally black-out drunk and yet still able to relay surprisingly complete thoughts. interesting.

and then! before i was able to finish reading your latest entry! my logic board kicked out! the screen went blank! and the little ibook was toast.

she's all done. ah, that little ibook has served us well. remember when we used to share her? she's been my constant companion for four years. she's served me up a lot of porn in that time. as well as a bunch of work stuff and all that. and now she sits in 12 pieces on my dresser, completely gutted. bulldog carved out her hard drive.

and we plugged it into

my new macbook!

eggciting. brand spanky new macbook with all bells and whistles and whatnot. it's got garageband (warn cat that new audio is coming - all over her face) and it's got one of them little webcams built in above the screen. so look forward to many inappropriate photos. of my eye.

and . . . bye.
spanky millionaire.