When I'm sick, it's mostly extra internetting, watching day time TV… wait. I do that when I work remote now, too. Sleep. Eating noodles. Jerking it.

This pun is top notch.

So they just allow people to shit themselves and die right there in the dining room? Cool!

Do they have a "Die on the Toilet" special? If not, it's not authentic.

Lake Geneva WI with possible antiquing. I actually enjoy going to antique shops, as does she!

More boring and practical: Money to pay down debt on dental work and student loans. On the plus side: We planned for a getaway Easter weekend. But I forgot my niece and nephew birthdays are coming up in March. Thankfully, they are back to back so I will never forget that.

Pants are useless and restricting. You just enhanced your crotch comfort tenfold!

I was assigned a project that amounts to me probably telling someone that you can set-up meetings in Outlook. Long story short: One of the departments in the call center want their reps to schedule meetings with their team leads, but they want to schedule it out for the month, versus doing something simpler. I'll know…

Week is almost over. Within the next two days, my tax refund will be in the bank. Stuff.

The GF loaned me her collected Deadpool comic and I'm almost through it. once I'm done with that, I'll move onto finishing up The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All.

Pop Cult Corner

And then ate Arsenio Hall.

Looks like he should consider the "Less Filling."

The Worm sniffed a rancid fart. Most definitely from Billy. How does Billy Corgan throw a fart? Well, that's a question for Billy to answer.

Oh good lord no.

I just wish we had more time to actually chat, but the bonus of karaoke is you get a show. I'll be working out details for a proper meet-up in March, so that should provide a better opportunity.

Hahaha, maybe a bit of the second statement, but I think I'm too modest of a person to say these things or to freely admit them. I'm more of the type to confirm someone's notion, such as "Yes, she is pretty, isn't she?"

Nope. Chicago.

Alley Cat.

It's a shock when you realize no one is their avatar and people have real names. But you get over it, especially once you've taken the drugs.