DOODLES!! - Kelley Kousins

me: Currently taking doodle requests!! (done in MS Paint)!! YAY!! [via facebook]

Maddie: horse doodle plz

Deb: for dillon an m-16

Deb: garrett soccer ball

Deb: evil snow white for me

Celebrity Boyfriends - UPDATE!!

A while back I posted my list of celebrity boyfriends. I love them all and I have a feeling they would really love me too if we ever were to meet.

I have a few additions.

9. Jack White - CAN NOT believe I actually forgot him on my first list. Obviously, I was high that day. He's a god. Most of you know that I've no plans to breed, but if it came down to having to repopulate the earth, I'd be more than happy to have Jack White's chirrens. For the sake of our species, of course. I could listen to his music, regardless of which band he's in, non-stop, for the rest of my life. Plus, I'm pretty sure he's packin' some heat, if the pants he wore in Under the Black Pool Lights were any clue.

10. Eli Roth - he directed Cabin Fever, both Hostels, and plays one of Quentin Tarantino's Basterds. What more is there to say really? He's hot and loves blood & guts.

11. Jeremy Piven - he didn't appear on my radar until I threw in the towel and started watching Entourage about 2 or 3 months ago. Love, Love, LOVE Ari Gold!! Cracks me up when he runs around and yells at everyone. He was cool in Smokin' Aces, RocknRolla, One Crazy Summer, and Say Anything....but those characters were nothing like the loud-get-shit-done-and-love-me-for-it Ari. And the suits he wears?!?! HOT!

Another DOODLE!!

Willie: Manhattan at sunset.

me: ?

Willie: My doodle request.

me: ooooh

DOODLE!!

me: I'm gonna doodle - tell me what it should be.

Matt: a devil face

(leave me a comment with your doodle request....NOW!!)

Old Man Hair Face

Kelley and I went to Ruby Tuesday's today for lunch.

She kept eyeballing the back of this woman's head and making strange faces. When I looked to see wtf (why the face), I swear to you, it looked like an old man with a pinched up face was looking back at me. It ended up being the back of this woman's head. Her hair was pinned up in such a way that it looked like a constipated Santa. I had to stop looking at her, I was laughing so hard at the man in her hair.

Wish I could've gotten closer for a better picture, but that would've been too obvious since we were 2 of the 6 people in there.

Pants

I want pants from this place.

MOVIE!! - It Might Get Loud

Ho. Lee. Shiiiiii-aaaat.
Amazing.

It starts out with Jack White standing at a table with an amp on it. He hammers a couple of nails in a board, strings it, puts a glass coke bottle under the string and hooks the amp up to it and starts playing it. He stops, picks up his cigarette and says, "Who says you need a guitar to play?"
(so hot)
Three Guitar Gods meet and are hangin' out in warehouse with a film crew (luckiest film crew EVER). They talk about their styles and compare notes (ha - literally).
Each Guitar God tells their story about how they started and what guitar they started with and the events that were going on around them that influenced their music.
And they jam. Playing riffs from some of their best known songs.

It did get loud. And it was heavenly.
And I can't wait to go see it again.

MOVIE!!! - Thirst

LOVED this flick.

Cinematography was stunning - really pretty to look at and the colors used were amazing. I'd seen the director's Oldboy (also a GREAT movie) a while ago and I remember at the end I was like....."Wait....what?" because the ending was slightly disturbing. I was sort of expecting this one to be as disturbing. Especially after seeing a sign saying "refunds would not be given for content" stuck to the ticket booth window when we walked up to get tickets at Enzian. So I was all geared up, waiting for something really disgusting to happen. By the end of the film, it was only my head that went to disgusting places. Not the film. Stupid sign.
Definitely check out this movie - STRONGLY recommended if you're an award winning film-maker...*ahem, Willie.

***YAY SPOILERS***

So, if you don't see it - shame on you. Its very entertaining. But here's 233mins in a nutshell.

OK, so there's a Priest who volunteers himself to be injected with a virus in an effort to find a cure. Martyr. He gets turned into an vampire in the process. That outta learn him.

A lady comes screaming at him to come pray for her retarded sickly son who is in the hospital. We'll call him....Retard. He has snot running out of his nose the entire movie. So Priest and Retard reconnect after realizing they'd been childhood friends, so Priest goes over to the family house to play Mah-Jong. While playing, he falls in love with Retard's wife - also a childhood friend. We'll call her...Pooch. Pooch is treated horribly by Retard and his family so Priest has sympathy for her. Priest and Pooch end up getting it on (awkwardly, since its his first time) and later Priest tells Pooch that he's a vampire. But he doesn't kill anyone for blood - he only drinks that of his fat friend who's in the hospital and in a coma so he won't miss it anyway.

Pooch ends up fibbing about Retard hurting her so that Priest will hate Retard and wanna kill him. So they take Retard fishing one night and Priest kills him. Retard's Mom flips out about her son's death and stops speaking for the rest of the movie....except with her eyes and a fingernail. She doesn't move either - they pick her up (chair and all) and carry her from room to room.

Pooch fucks up and outs the lie she told Priest about Retard being domestically violent and Priest gets pissed off that she'd lie to him and chokes that bitch out. She dies. Retard's Mom sees the whole thing so Priest feels bad and feeds Pooch his blood to bring her back to "life".

Pooch becomes completely insatiable (as women tend to be) and takes over the house (as women tend to do) and makes Priest paint everything inside white. She ends up killing folks for blood and Priest gets mad so they get into fights and stuff.

Mah-Jong night with friends arrives so Retard's Mom cries for help to their guests, using her eyes and a fingernail. Pooch ends up killing the men that were playing and Priest pretends to kill the woman guest (cuz she's not fat nor in a coma).

He realizes he's made a Poochmonster and has no other way to fix what he's done - it hasn't turned out at all as he'd wanted. So he takes Pooch and Retard's Mom out to a coastal cliff in the middle of nowhere. Pooch realizes that he's brought her out there to kill them both with the sunrise and she tries everything she can to find cover. Priest takes away everything she's trying to use. Then they sit on the hood of the car and the sun comes up and then they die. And Retard's Mom is left sitting in the back seat of the car with a cell phone under her one moving finger.

The End.

*************

Of course there's lots more to it, but if I explained the entire thing, that wouldn't exactly be a nutshell version, now would it? There are LOTS of funny parts and images (and gross sound effects) that I didn't include. So seriously, you should see it. And the other movies Chan wook-Park has done. He's got a great eye and is fabulous at story-telling. Even with subtitles.

Random Shuffle

1. Twisting - They Might Be Giants - Flood (best TMBG record EVER)
2. Li'l Bit - Mirah & Ginger Takahashi - Songs from Blue Mountain Music Project (this was super short, so adding bonus #6)
3. Sell Me Candy - Rihanna - Good Girl Gone Bad
4. I'll Stick Around - Foo Fighters - Foo Fighters
5. Supply & Demand - Fischerspooner - Entertainment

*6. Dead Quote Olympics - The Hives - Tyrannosaurus Hives

Peeeeeve

haha - Pee.

Which is what my peeve is about.

WOMEN WHO HOVER OVER THE TOILET WHEN THEY URINATE!!!


To all the women out there who do this, two things:


1. Knock it the fuck off.
2. Clean up after yourself, you nasty cow.


No one likes cleaning up your piss - not even the janitor/custodian/whatever they call themselves these days (illegal alien?).
If you're really that skeeved about sitting on a public restroom toilet seat - use one of those paper ass gaskets or go home to piss all over your own bathroom. Just stop being so damn gross.

Ankle Crossing

So when I cross my ankles, its usually with my right over my left.
If I do it the other way, it feels funny. Like it doesn't quite fit into the groove.
Maybe its because I've been doing it with my right over my left for so long its made a comfy groove in my ankles -
Like when you sit on one part of the couch all the time and the cushion sags after a while from your butt. Makes a butt groove.

I was going to take a picture to demonstrate, but my toes look really busted right now (same purple polish from our Alaska trip - 3 months ago).
OK - that's only slightly embarrassing.

Nah - not really. I just haven't cared that much to go in and get them done.
Maybe this weekend.

SAVE THE TATAS!!

This is cool.
Posted by one of my favorite artists.

Random Shuffle

1. Ultra Violet - U2 - Achtung Baby
2. Brothers & Sisters - Coldplay - Rush of B-sides to the Head
3. Hotness - Rihanna - Hotness
4. Warning Sign - Coldplay - Rush of Blood to the Head
5. No Hassle Night - The Dead Weather - Horehound

*And a Bonus cuz it made me happy: La Vie En Rose - Louis Armstrong - Wall-E Soundtrack

Random Shuffle

Here are today's 5 starter songs:

1. The Moon & The Prince - Atikaka Tohyama, Kenji Ninuma - Katamari Damacy Soundtrack
2. Warehouse - Dave Matthews Band - Live at Luther College
3. The Hand That Feeds - NIN - With Teeth
4. Forty Ways - Static X - Cannibal
5. The One & Only - The Pogues - Just Look Them Straight In The Eye and Say POGUEMAHONE!!

Soup or Gazpacho?

When I bought this for lunch at 12:30, it was tomato/basil soup.

Now it is 3:30 and it's turned into gazpacho.

So what is it called in between hot and cold?

This Morning

Brian had me doing this.

I asked him if we could do these.

TLA's are EVIL!!

TLA = Three Letter Acronyms.
I HATE THEM!
Half the time, the actual word that means the same thing as the acronym is one syllable, making the acronym longer than the word. Sometimes there are even more than one of these.

Example:
BOM (Bill of Materials) = quote.
RFP (Request for Pricing) = quote.
So, just fucking say QUOTE!?!!

Here's another example (actual work email exchange).

From one SE (sales engineer) to another:
"Quick Question….If you are backing up to a DSU, is that part of the NBU Core or do you need to FDL? They are not using LCP."
SE's response:
"DSUs are currently core NBU and don’t require additional licensing. However I don’t believe you can SLP with basic DSU. You need one of the ADO to make SLF work."
My response to first SE:
"OMG WTF does that mean for the BOM for NBU that I need to do PDQ or we’ll be SOL?"
His response:
"Wow…too many acronyms….."

Palm to face, shake head. Repeat.

Random Shuffle

I have over 4,000 songs on my iPod. Normally I listen to an artist or an album at a time - shuffled. Today, I thought it'd be cool to just let my iPod do whatever it wanted to, giving it a break from my dictatorship.

Here are the 5 songs I started my day to (on random shuffle all):

1. "Little Boxes" - Elvis Costello - Weeds Soundtrack
2. "Sometimes" - Gabrielle - Love Actually Soundtrack
3. "When It Rains" - Paramore - Riot!
4. "Mink Car" - They Might Be Giants - Mink Car
5. "Conquest" - White Stripes - Icky Thump

Sundays are for:

Lounging.

Laundry.

Napping.

Doodle

Muse

If you haven't listened to this band before....
Stop whatever you're doing, right this minute, open up whatever music procurement application you have....
Find them.
Own them. All of them.
They are amazing.
There's really no other word for them. I swear.

The Resistance just released this week and I've been listening to it all day today. On loop.
It's, in a word, perfect.

Doodle

One Word

awesome.

From My Memory

And onto my desk.

I'm smelling it right now.

This makes me happy.

The Great White Board Doodle

This was in Willie's office.

It documented a whole year of office visits.

Seasonal holidays and random topics of discussion were represented in each doodle, usually drawn after lunch meetings.

He's since erased it - after deciding to become a minimalist.

Marker Memories

You know how smelling a certain smell can bring back so many memories?

Yesterday, Willie had one of these in his office. It was black - not red. Apparently they aren't really made in mass distribution anymore - Sanford is moving everything towards the Sharpie line.

Anyway... I smelled it.
Its my favorite marker smell.

Makes me think of my grandmother and grandfather's (my mother's parents) music store in Merritt Island back in the day. Spending summers there, I'd help during the day and doodle during the rest of the day....and sometimes Grandma would send me over to the office supply store for white out and price tags and I'd always stop by the marker display and smell/sample the markers.
And drawing on a huge roll of newsprint over at my other set of grandparent's (my father's parents) house or coloring in Charlie Brown coloring books over at my Aunt's house. They were all hand me down markers, some were Crayola - old and dried out, some were Marks-A-Lot, but the one's that always worked and still smelled good and squeaked were the Sanford King Size Chisel Points.

A dying breed.

Must Ride This Soon

Have not been on this yet.

There's another video that includes footage from a "soft opening with guests" they did last month.
I don't think I'd ever want to be part of a "technical rehearsal" for a roller coaster.
Call me crazy, but I'll wait a couple of months for them to work all the bugs out before sittin' my happy ass under a lap bar.

Thank you very much.

There was this one time, I tried to get video of riding in the front seat of Dueling Dragons, but the dude told me to put my camera away so I tucked it in my pants, thinking I'd pushed the button to turn it off. So when we went around the corner and I took the camera out & pushed the button to record, it actually stopped recording.
So all I ended up getting was a video shot from in my pants.
haha....In my pants.
All you could see was black fabric weave.

Luckily, there are folks out there who aren't as retarded with a camera as I am.
If I had done it right, it would've looked something like this.

My Panda Express Fortune Cookie

told me: "A BOLD AND DASHING ADVENTURE IS IN YOUR FUTURE"

and I told it, "Stop yelling...I can hear you."

Rest in Peace

Johnny Castle

Did you know that some joints offer memorial service webcasts?
long distance mourning.

awesome.....and convenient.

The Grim Reaper

So I was playing and my character, Rachel (the redhead with stink fumes emminating) went to the gym. There was an old dude on the treadmill and he died. The Grim Reaper came to take his ghost away....

Then shirtless Anthony Kiedis from The Red Hot Chili Peppers showed up to check it out....

Then the old guy's ghost dove into the floor and Anthony Kiedis fainted.

When Anthony Kiedis woke up, the Grim Reaper was enjoying a workout.

So Anthony fainted again.

I will miss you today

"Who's our favorite player?"
Mister Derrick Brooks.

He was wronged.

I only recognize about 3 players for my Bucs now. Its like I have to start all over again with a new team.

I'm glad Ronde is still there....

So today will be like going to a big party where you only know one person.
And its against Dallas. I hate Dallas.
This new team better kick some serious ass.

or else.

(I'll think of something....eventually).

8 years ago

My friend, Kelley, asked me today if I remembered what/where I was on Sept. 11, 2001.

I was going to work but had to drop my old tank Benz (alot like this one) at the garage where my brother worked. Took his car to work so he could work on mine. Was listening to Howard Stern and driving I-4 when I got pulled over for speeding by the FHP. Absolutely glued to the radio, I didn't really care what he'd said or how much my ticket was, smiling and nodding at him and headed off to work trying to figure out if what I was hearing was a bit or if it was real. It didn't sound real. At all.
The $142 speeding ticket was real though.
When I got to the office (that I'd only been working at for 7months) everyone was not tethered to their phones. We weren't getting calls at all. There were folks in the cafeteria glued to their tv's watching coverage of whatever news channel was on. It was moments after the 2nd tower had gotten hit when I walked into Nature's Table. I was speechless. Went back to my desk and was talking to folks sitting around me when I got a breaking news email that the Pentagon had been hit.
Holy crap.
I remember looking at either Michelle or Leah and saying, "This is pretty damn scary...." There were folks gathered around Michelle's desk listening to things unfold on the radio.
I went back into Nature's Table to see the towers fall....amazed. Shit...all those people. I put myself there in my mind...what would it be like to be there, the sights, sounds, smells.....
All those people.
They let us leave early that day - parents to get their kids from school, and folks headin' out to make sure the people that mattered to them were ok.
On my drive back to get my brother's car back to him, I noticed a spot on the right side of my upper lip started swelling up. Like I'd bitten it, but I couldn't remember biting it.
When I got to the garage, I asked Jason (my brother) if he'd heard all of what happened, we talked about how crazy it was and talked about my car and I was like, "Dude, look at my lip - can you see this?" He was like, "Yeah, did you bite it?" No....not that I know of.
He'd fixed my car, so I'd driven home to watch the news and call my mom.
Mom and I talked for a bit, she was completely shocked as well and we were both just watching the news, listening to the media figure everything out.
All these people. How can I help?? Can't I just pack up a bunch of water and drive up?? Can't I just.........do.......something....???
That night I went to my boyfriend's (at the time) apartment and we watched the news together and I cried.....because my lip had now swollen to engulf my entire face.
The Boyfriend.....He was all packed and on his way to go surfing with some boys from his 20th high school reunion and was still hell bent on his flight leaving the next day.
So we hung out that night - our doctor friend came over to look at my lip and had no diagnosis.
That might've had more to do with him being a anesthesiologist.
After they left, we went to bed. Being the good girlfriend I was (at that time), I was taking my man (at that time) to the airport the next day no matter what.
So the next day came.
My lip was still swollen but a little bit less.
In the a.m., I had a Dr's appt.
I went in to see him (before taking my boyfriend at the time to the airport) and he was all like, "What's the matter with your lip??" and I was all like, "I don't know what happened to it. That's why I came to see you." and he was like, "Well..., you know....people come in and pay to get lips like these.....Here's my cell phone number if you need anything further."
Right.
But thanks for your personal cell phone number. That was awesome.
So I go back to my boyfriend at the time and he's all like, "aren't we going to the airport now?" and I was like, "yeah, let's get a move on."
We get down to the airport area and they aren't letting anyone on or off the planes they have there.....
Literally there are cops and swat and whatever blocking every which way in and out of the airport....
So I was all, "Dude, I don't think you're going to Hawaii at the moment...."
Then he was sad and I was cranky...

but atleast my swollen lip had gone back to normal.

But, seriously, I've never had any lip problems since then.
And I've never gone through any crazy national problems....

Not since 9/11/2001.

So what does that date remind you of?? What were you doing?? What did you experience?? How did you handle it??

Would like to welcome to the world....

Since all the cool kids are having children - we decided to have one of our own.

We would like to introduce to you, Placebo and Fetus.
Born: 9/11/09
1:30pm
Weight: 2.5lbs
16in. long
Sex: None.

They have our eyes, don't you think?

Anyone else

hate the new "SyFy" channel (aka SciFi)?

It looks stupid down there in the corner while I'm watching Ghost Hunters or some silly B Fangoria mentioned movie on a Saturday while I'm vacuuming.

I haven't done any research into it but I've heard that They did it in an attempt to move away from sci-fi nerds.
Like that whole "Trekkies" vs "Trekkers" bullshit nonsense crap.

What's wrong with being a nerd?
or being associated with nerds?
or dorks.
or freaks.
or weirdos.

Pretty much every label you can think of that might fall under those "types" that enjoy science fiction.
Except creeps. Creeps are never good. Ever.

Even their slogans/campaigns were cooler under the SciFi logo. They'd single out the "iF" in the middle and do a cool "boy playing soccer with the lockness monster or dragon type thing" or "man getting on crowded elevator blows on his thumb to inflate himself and push everyone on the elevator off the elevator". There were more but I can't recall them right now....
Even the word "if" is cool.....

"SyFy" is lame. The slogan is lame. "Imagine Greater."? Boring. They can't tell me what to do. They're not the boss of me. I'll imagine however I want to, about whatever I want to, whenever I want to.
They could've made it cool by using "Imagine More Greater" instead.
Although these are pretty cool. As is this.
But now they're just wowing us with production value and slightly less cleverness.

And they still appeal to nerds.

New Favorite Channel

Is this.

Sims 3

This weekend, I played a lot of Sims 3.
I made a Rachel Morgan and an Ivy Tamwood (characters from Kim Harrison's The Hallows Series) and Rachel's a special agent and Ivy's a criminal though I forget which level. After Ivy kept going to jail (that's her going to jail in that cop car), I got kinda bored with them and made a Kisten (from the same series) and I built him a cool pad and then something happened and I didn't save him so he disappeared.
So then I made a Harley Quinn and her house is all black, red, and white and she's evil and insane and talks to herself and has to steal candy from a baby and is also a criminal (Getaway driver, I think) and has gone to jail once and while she was there she made friends and played dominoes. Ivy always works out. Cuz she's a vampire and doesn't care about friends or dominoes. duh. Anyway Harley went running around the neighborhood one night and stopped by one of the houses and was just standing there looking in their windows and the couples' 12 yr old daughter came out to make friends. I looked at Matt and said I felt dirty watching her lurk outside on the porch. But having The Strangers on might've had something to with that. She works out in her bikini and sleeps in her formal wear. I can't find any babies to steal candy from yet. I'll have to build them.

I'm such a dork.

Eeny Meeny Miny Mo

Should I buy this?

or this?

I think I'm going to buy this pretty soon....so I can make myself one of these.

Was Just Reading

this posted by Broken Barn.

The Unzipped mag cover bugs me.
On the right it says, "STRAP ON, GET OFF - If Straight Guys Can Take It, So Can We"

....Wait....what?

Aren't gay guys already taking it?

Straight guys are doing it because they've been sweet-talked into it being about keeping things spicy and trusting their womenz (who are secretly doing it for bragging rights so they can tell their girlfriends about it over shopping and martinis).

If you're already equipped with the right....er....equipment.....then.....why would you replace what's real with something fake? Its probably cold upon entry, too. brrrr.

I'm so puzzled by this.
But not enough to feel the need research further.

Yet.

The Devil's Store

This is totally cracking me up....

Currently watching this

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0844708/

We were supposed to be at a birthday gathering here for Anna - but we got down there way too early, after work (hoping a friend's store would still be open and she WASN'T), and ended up baggin' and headin' home.

we're sooooooooo lame.
and also have to get to sleep by 10pm to wake up at 5am.
does that make us old?
do I care that much if it does?

But, Anna, Mrs. Kelland, I hope (and know) this will be a GREATLY memorable and wonderful birthday for you!!

Last night

I stepped on a snail.
It was really gross.
Popped really loud and was all gooey and I was so happy to have had flip flops on and not in bare feetz.
I took a picture of squashed snail but the stupid fucking memory card reader isn't importing the pictures right now.

Anniversary Present

Hey, Matt!!! - this is a good gift idea. :)
The casket cracks me up.
Our 5 yr wedding anniversary is Oct 30th.

In other news, I'm trying to sell this...

New Toys!!

I just recently acquired this.

And yesterday, I bought this and this.

This weekend is going to kick so much ass.

Sleep So Good You Think You're Dead

"Man, I love sleepin'. Makes me wanna wake up just so I can go back to sleep again." --Brak, from The Brak Show.

***************

That's how I was sleeping last night/this morning when the alarm went off at 5a.m.

You ever had just the perfect body position and pillow/comforter/sheet configuration that made you never want to leave the cocoon of happy warm bedness?

That's how it was this a.m.

And then I went to the gym and met up with Brian "Big Game", my trainer, and thought he was gonna be nice to me because he gave me an option right off the bat. "Shoulders and chest, or back and shoulders?" Back and shoulders. But then we ended up doing mostly just back and an arms thing, and bicycle crunches and then he was like, "Have you ever done 'burpees'?" WTF is a burpee? He was silent. "That means it'll probably suck...." He didn't look me in the eye at all when he said, "We're doing those next". We went over to a lat row machine and he did a demo and I was like, "Was that a burpee?" No. Of course it wasn't. I've done lat rows before. He was giving it time to let the suspense play with my head. "No, that wasn't a burpee. When you're done with this, we're super-setting with this...." and he proceeded to give me a burpee demo.

Picture this: Standing upright, bending forward to put your hands on the floor in front of you. Jumping your feet back so you're at a plank position, and then forward again so you're bent over touching the floor, then lifting your hands off the floor and jumping straight up 10 ft in the air.

OK, so it wasn't 10 ft. It was barely an inch, actually. I told him my butt was too big to get mad ups - I'm bottom-heavy. He said, "Then that's where all your power is and you should be able to jump higher."

BURPEES SUCK and no one even knows why they're called burpees. They "MAY have been originated by a man...." Brian just made me do them so we could both say 'burpees'.

When I got home after our session, I got a txt message from "Big Game" saying, "Remember that time you did burpees? You're such a badass."

And then my badass took a nap - trying to find that comfy warm happyness I felt before I faced my torturer. Except this time it was only in the form of a 10min nap on the couch and it smelled like sweat.

Stealing Ideas

This is what a friend of mine did for an entire year....
Licia took a picture of herself everyday as an art project and a self-challenge.
I think she did an awesome job - some of them were even thought provoking. heh. :)

So, I figure - if I ever have a writer's block (as such recently), I'll just post a picture of myself or of something that catches my eye.

Then when my lazy brain gets motivated to write again, my page will be a nice balance of words and pictures.

How's that?...

Wait, who the fuck am I talking to?? This site is for me and I'll post whatever I want, whenever I want and be happy with it. You're not the boss of me!!

Holy crap - I can't wait until this weekend. 3 whole days.
Matt says we're going on lockdown. All the doors and windows- closed and locked, curtains pulled, phones on silent, and we're working on all of our pending art projects.
And maybe some pool time thrown in.

Labor Day weekend will be bliss.

this is what I look like when I'm at work thinking

these make good desktop backgrounds