Thursday, December 20, 2007

If my house was clean I'd kill myself

I think I know why you find these houses filled to the rafters with junk piled everywhere. It keeps people alive!

99% of the time I'm happy as can be, but on those very dark days when I think this just isn't worth it, I look around at my little house, piles of crap everywhere and think, "I can't die like this; I never cleaned that bedroom." And on those nights when I have heavy chest pains and I think "Oh, man, I'm just not going to get up, who the hell cares anyway?" I say to myself, omg, this place is such a mess, no one wants to see this, so I get up, go to the cabinet, put that aspirin under my tongue and live to see another day.

It's great having a system that works; I like it.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Thank you, my personal Help Desk

I'm sure you feel this way when you talk computers with me:
Bonus: it's in Norwegian!

Monday, December 17, 2007

Because I feel like it

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and I didn't even pick the best ones.