Y’know, since I removed the ability to comment on two of my post (this and this). I have not received ANY spam comments. I wonder what was so special about those that made them targets of all the spammers of the world?

Anyway, I have to come up with a million dollar idea and fast? What do people need more? Robot waiters that are programmed to explode if you order everything in Aramaic or genetically engineered fish who can build underwater statues of birds? I only have the resources to one of these ideas at a time and I have no idea where to start.

Haiku!

Yo, my hostages.
I suppose you want freedom.
Are your parents rich?

Once again, I have nothing particularly interesting to speak of involving my own life. But I do have that trip to New York coming up next month. I anticipate that it, even though very brief, will be pretty sweet. But apart from that, I can honestly say that I could not really tell my life at this point from my life a year ago. There’s really not been much change.

I totally managed to lose my paycheck yesterday. A message was left on my telephone answering machine message device machine that told me some guy had found it and… and that’s where the guy got cut off by the end of the message. So I had no idea how to find this guy. He said his name, but since he was talking into the intercom in the lobby of this building, the sound was not great. I thought it was “Rob Drone” but I may have just been hearing that because it sounds like it would be an awesome name for a robot. Anyway, as I pondered how to get in touch with this guy and gets my moneys, I found that he had tucked it in through the slot on my mailbox. His mechanical brain saved the day and I got my pay. Of course, I have no way of thanking him in person, so I will just say on here that I am thankful to the man/android who returned my check to me.

I also spent yesterday without the Internet access, but that ordeal is over too. Yesterday weren’t nothing but trouble.

I finished my trial of the Online Star Wars. I enjoyed it such that if it were free I would keep playing, but I ain’t gonna pay.

If I had arisen from bed in time today I would have gone grocery shopping, but I didn’t. I rarely go “grocery shopping” for real, instead opting to just buy enough for the one meal at hand. But today I would have gone and bought a bunch of stuff. It’s a moot point now though. Maybe I’ll do it tomorrow. But then it’s also a possibility I will be eaten by a giant wolf, so who knows? The future is so unpredictable.

I realized yesterday that I have forgotten the rules to Heads Up Seven Up. My entire education has been wasted.

Apart from this, I haven’t got a whole lot going on to speak about. I’ll be at work an hour and a half from now and I’ll think of something cool to say and then about twelve hours from now I’ll be home and will have forgotten it. That is all.

Stupid thing that PDR does too often: Opening doors quickly and they smash into my toes. It isn’t a problem when I’m wearing shoes, but when I’m not it can hurt. Granted I do stuff that’s way stupider than that, but this one happens more often than those. That’s what makes those ones special.

Another stupid thing, is that I still haven’t got my sleeping schedule back on track. I think, if I were independently wealthy, I would just abandon the whole nocturnally/diurnal systems and just go to sleep when I got tired and wake up whenever I was done. It may not quite work all the time, but it would be less problematic than spending hours laying awake and trying to get to sleep, which is a great waste of a few hours.

And finally, I would like all Spanish-speaking people to say “Hijole” more often. It would please me.

Golden Grahams cereal. I like it, but it has vanished entirely from the sphere of my ken. It has not ever been at the Superstore I live above, but it was always at the Sobeys five minutes away. When I had a bad enough urge, I could find Golden Grahams with minimal effort. That has changed. When Marq and I made a trip to that Sobeys yesterday they had no Golden Grahams. The world is doomed. I must remember to do some actual research and make sure that particular cereal does indeed still exist.

On a similar thought, why are conspiracy theories always out to get me? Why aren’t more conspirators using their massive influence for my benefit? It’s thoughtless of them.

Haiku!

Immediately.
That is when I want money.
For I am a thief.

I had a long night at work and am about to not get very much sleep. On the plus side, I’m listening to Spinal Tap. So I’m doing something right.