I have a job!

Oh Frabjuous day everyone!  With joyous glee I announce to all my loyal readership (there's at least one of you, right?) that I have a job!  Yay!  I will be making money again!

Not in ridiculous amounts, but certainly better than nothing.

What sort of job is it?

Umm, well, it's a paper route mumble mumble...

But I make money!  And not half bad either.  Even though the amount of driving I'll be doing every day is sort of evil.

And when I say day I mean night.

And when I say night I mean 2-6am.

So yeah.  Sleep is becoming interesting.  I've been trying to rearrange my sleep schedule so that I fall asleep around 6:30 and sleep my 8/9 hours until 2:30/3:30.  No such luck yet.  But taking a 'mid-day' nap is helping me not be completely exhausted.  Yay!

So maybe I can start paying back my college loans a bit.  This is a good plan.  :)

Wednesday Word: Unctuous

Unctuous: characterized by excessive piousness or moralistic fervor; especially in an affected manner; excessively smooth, suave, or smug.  Oily, or greasy.

Say it with me now!  UNC-tu-ous.  UNC-tu-ous.  UNC-tu-ous.

I'm getting a slippery up and down vibe, almost like riding a camel.  (camels are fun!)  Unctuous is something that sidles around corners and tries to stand a little too close to you when it doesn't need to.  Brad Dourif is Unctuous in his role as Wormtongue in LOTR.

Unctuous!

We all know people like this.  They are creepy and annoying (although probably not as much as Brad Dourif when he wants to be).  Now you finally have a good descriptor for them!  Yay!

Things you should really be watching:

Sherlock
Person of Interest
Doctor Who
Avengers (what do you mean it's 'only' a movie and you've seen it already?  Go see it again!)


That's probably good enough for getting on with for now.  Although I always have more...  :)

Arghle.

You should be sleeping.
Why?
Because you are tired.
What has that to do with the price of peas in Persopolis?   I'm already awake--being awake is more fun than sleeping.
Your logic is horrible.  Go to sleep.  Return with greater insight and better logic that is unimpaired by lack of sleep.
You just used logic and sleep twice.
See?  Even I need sleep.  Stop delaying.
But there are so many things I could do--
No!  No things!  Sleep!
Bossy-pants.
Your insults are puny.  Your creativity is sadly...sadly...
Right back atcha.
See what I mean?

Yep, me too

I'll give you ten dollars if you can recite to me the rest of this song:

'I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts--'

Any takers?  Any?  No?

Well that's all right then.  I don't have ten dollars.  :)

And besides, the only reason you know that song is from The Lion King.  Am I right?  Am I right?

Yep.  Me too.

Boo-yah strange man.  Boo-yah.

Delaware is EVIL.

Sorry all of you who live in Delaware.  Perhaps on other days of the year the state does not actively try to suck out your soul and feed it to the seven devils of the bottom most levels of hell.

But not today.  Today those devils feasted on the anger and horror and bad driving skills of hundreds of people.

I went on a road trip to a wedding.  I knew today would see heavier traffic than normal because it was a holiday weekend.  I was not prepared for ultimate evil.  (eviiilllll!!!!)

As soon as we got off the Jersey Pike we were in a traffic jam that didn't move.  For at least ten minutes our car didn't move an inch.  Then we were able to move a car length.  Five more minutes: another car length.  Then we had to defend our place in line with risky driving behaviors because other people were trying to cut in front of us (okay, I'm sympathetic to people who 'just need to merge,' but I can sniff a line cutter a mile off.  Yes, I'm talking to you Mr. I-just-drove-past-all-these-schmucks-and-now-I'm-cutting-in-at-the-last-minute).  The next hour was filled with horrors unimaginable to people who weren't there.  The road had widened to about twenty lanes to allow for a toll, and then it narrowed back down to maybe five lanes total--and mostly just the two lanes that everyone wanted to be in.  Our lanes.  The lane lines were unclear.  They would often disappear and reappear sporadically.  You'd find yourself in two lanes simultaneously without any idea what had happened.  And even when you got out of the merging merge from merge hell, the entire rest of the state also seemed to be in one constant condition of merging from one lane to another.  It wasn't until we got to Maryland that the road magically opened up again and we could drive above twenty mph.

Evil evil Delaware.

I just hope the devils are sated with their toll of blood and human suffering and will let us pass without incident when we return the other way.

How many times do I have to say I'm sorry?

At least once more, it appears.

Sorry.  :(

I went travelling and didn't get an internet connection last night so I didn't post.

I'm really sorry.

~What are you talking about?  It's not like anyone noticed.  No one checks your blog every day so who'd notice if you miss a few?  It's not like anyone's counting on you for anything.
!I notice!  I care!

Thanks Enthusiasm.  I know you care.

!I do!  I really really do!
~So Enthusiasm cares.  What doesn't Enthusiasm care about?
--Curtains.
!Blech!
--Enthusiasm does not care about curtains.
~Spoilsport.
--You asked.
~I didn't ask you.  And besides, it was rhetorical.
--Ah.
~What do you mean, ah?
--To continue the conversation any further would result in further illogical statements made by you.  I choose not to continue.
~Why you little-

Boys boys!

~Don't you take that tone with me!
!Are we having a fight?!
~And you're not invited!
_Don't upset Enthusiasm, Snark.  And stop bickering with Logic.
~Mr. Logic can fight for himself, Calm.
--We've been over this.  To label me as 'male is incorrect--
~Stuff it.
_You are being far too rude.  This conversation is over.

Okay.  Umm, I guess the general consensus is we're through.  :)  Sorry I didn't post.  I'll try to do better.