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Friggin' bald people
Jan. 11th, 2007 02:52 amLazily cross-posted from the myspace...
I'm back working the night shift. And my task for the evening? Making nameplates for the RA's wall pockets. And the theme of those nameplates? Bald celebrities and random things they say. So I'm sitting here, searching the internet for good pictures of and fun quotes by people like LL Cool J and Vin Diesel and Bruce Willis and Demi Moore and Natalie Portman (who is hilarious, by the way – I have such a girl crush on her now) and Jason Statham (*purrs*).
(You may commence being jealous that my job is easier/more fun than yours.)
(And no, the theme was not originally my idea, although I know it sounds exactly like something I would do. Even though I am shamelessly using this as an open license to post Lex pictures on my own wall pocket, I cannot take credit for the opportunity. Mel is the mastermind behind the theme.)
All of a sudden, in the middle of my search, my computer freezes up. I was copying a quote from Howie Mandel (whose picture and quote I may not even use), and it freaked out. I don't understand. I don't know what it's so bitter about. What did Howie Mandel ever do to it? It's not the one who is plagued by a disturbing attraction to him ever since he shaved his head. I'm not saying who might be plagued by such a disturbing attraction. I'm just sayin'.
*eyes dart about sheepishly*
Anyway, would you believe that this is not the first time this week that Howie Mandel has tried to kill a computer that I was using (another story altogether that should only be told in the presence of many beers)? He clearly cannot be trusted.
Friggin' Howie Mandel.
I put on Caramel by Suzanne Vega and grabbed a fresh cup of coffee to calm down before I took a rubber mallet to the hard drive. Then I just rebooted. Turns out it only needed a nap. I didn't lose much work – nothing I don't have all the time and energy in the world to redo.
I'm back working the night shift. And my task for the evening? Making nameplates for the RA's wall pockets. And the theme of those nameplates? Bald celebrities and random things they say. So I'm sitting here, searching the internet for good pictures of and fun quotes by people like LL Cool J and Vin Diesel and Bruce Willis and Demi Moore and Natalie Portman (who is hilarious, by the way – I have such a girl crush on her now) and Jason Statham (*purrs*).
(You may commence being jealous that my job is easier/more fun than yours.)
(And no, the theme was not originally my idea, although I know it sounds exactly like something I would do. Even though I am shamelessly using this as an open license to post Lex pictures on my own wall pocket, I cannot take credit for the opportunity. Mel is the mastermind behind the theme.)
All of a sudden, in the middle of my search, my computer freezes up. I was copying a quote from Howie Mandel (whose picture and quote I may not even use), and it freaked out. I don't understand. I don't know what it's so bitter about. What did Howie Mandel ever do to it? It's not the one who is plagued by a disturbing attraction to him ever since he shaved his head. I'm not saying who might be plagued by such a disturbing attraction. I'm just sayin'.
*eyes dart about sheepishly*
Anyway, would you believe that this is not the first time this week that Howie Mandel has tried to kill a computer that I was using (another story altogether that should only be told in the presence of many beers)? He clearly cannot be trusted.
Friggin' Howie Mandel.
I put on Caramel by Suzanne Vega and grabbed a fresh cup of coffee to calm down before I took a rubber mallet to the hard drive. Then I just rebooted. Turns out it only needed a nap. I didn't lose much work – nothing I don't have all the time and energy in the world to redo.
