happy weekend :-)

silly rabbit...

mmm, exactly...

'A little rabbit is running happily through the forest when he stumbles upon a giraffe rolling a joint.
The rabbit looks at the giraffe and says, "Giraffe my friend, why do you do this? Come. Run with me through the forest! You''ll feel so much better!"
The giraffe looks at him, looks at the joint, tosses it and goes off running with the rabbit. Then they come across an elephant doing coke.
So the rabbit again says, "Elephant my friend, why do you do this? Think about your health. Come. Run with us through the pretty forest, you''ll see, you''ll feel so good!"
The elephant looks at them, looks at his razor, mirror and coke, then tosses them and starts running with the rabbit and giraffe. The three animals then come across a lion about to shoot up.
"Lion my friend, why do you do this? Think about your health! Come. Run with us through the beautiful forest and you''ll feel so good!" The lion looks at him, puts down his needle, and mauls the rabbit.
The giraffe and elephant watch in horror and look at him and ask, "Lion, why did you do this? He was merely trying to help you."
The lion answers, "That little bastard! He makes me run around the forest like a fucking idiot every time he's on ecstasy!'

why. can't. i.

be. a. german. police. woman.

today's 'fuck you' to big business...

aah citibank... my employer has a sweetheart deal with citi for all of us worker-proles: free checking. completely free and they wave their little penalties and such. it's lovely. but it expires yearly and i have to remember to go in (i could swear i put it in my outlook last year...?) and renew it. but no. so yesterday, i go in there and talk to the nice lady who not only put the waiver on, but put on a permanent waiver so it won't need to be renewed, and refunded the two months of fees and penalties. can you imagine? and she was nice about it, too. almost $25! fabu... so, citi, i have to say, you've done very well. and not paying you a cent has curbed my desires to find a more local bank to patronize. hell, i'm all for taking advantage of big business...

i must live on the cleanest block in the city...

because the fucking street cleaner careens by, about 200 mph, every god damned morning.

and don't get me started on the garbage trucks... three times a week, with the squeaky breaks and the surly (and burly... yum) workers. it moves fast moves fast moves fast SCREECHES ON BREAKS, they scream to / at each other, cat call those of the fairer sex, throwing crap in the truck, recyclables and non-alike... i swear... like something out of the simpsons.

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so in completely unrelated news... sometimes big daddy here takes a pill to make the sheep counting that much easier. usually melatonin, it's natural and i usually have good luck with it. ambien is a joke. and sometimes something meant for cough/achy/stuffy head/so you can rest better, like last night. but lately, in my valley of the dolls bliss, i get these rather violent sort of seizure-esque things and my heart pounds. happens more or less at the point where i go from awake to sheep counting, it jars me up, then i lay awake until i am just about asleep then it happens again, repeatedly until, i gather, the initial flow of the drug into my blood stream is, more or less, metabolized. hmm. what do you suppose THAT is about?