Ah Bugger

The vapid utterings of a neurotic mind.

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Friday, October 26, 2007

Ticketmaster survey

I am going to see a band with Marci and her friend Kelly on Wednesday. I bought mine and Marci's ticket through Ticketmaster. They asked me to do a survey, which I did. My comment:

I paid $20.65 in charges for tickets that were $50. For a process that is entirely computerized, that fee is not only ridiculous, it is criminal.

Dude looks like a lady

I got this email today:

"On his calendar it looked like he was busty on Thursday has that changed???"


Thursday, October 25, 2007

Nike commercial

These commercials were on back in the days where the Caps were pretty good. Like when the trio of Simon, Hunter and Berube would triple team a poor unsuspecting forward.

This one is my favorite, possibly for the French Canadian accent. Hilarious.

Marci will hate it as she hates "frogs". Enjoy.

Go Caps!

Sorry Charlie

I just ran into my desk and damaged my thigh (Workers comp!). It made me think of a story I thought was rather funny.
A few years ago I was at a Norfolk Admirals hockey game. I noticed that one of the players was sitting in the seats next to me. I leaned over to ask the 12 year old daughter of the head coach, who was sitting next to me, why he was not playing. She said he broke his charlie horse.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Never mind.

I'm isolated. When did I get this way? I used to be the kid that knew everyone in the neighborhood's life history. Now I don't even know my neighbors. I don't like to ask my friends to do things because I can't take the no. So I spend time alone. Luckily, my mother is always up for some fun and I have to say that I try to take advantage of that.

I'm isolated. I remember standing in a walkway at RFK watching strangers go by. They were so distant from me. I felt as if I were in a bubble.

I'm isolated. I socialize at work and get in trouble for it. It makes me sink deeper into the den I call my office. My friend Will told me it was a manifestation of others being intimidated, but I don't know. I can't imagine anyone being intimidated by me. Even if I am rather opinionated...

I can't remember the last time I had a good cry. Tonight, I sat down and watched Greys Anatomy and Ghost Whisperer. Two shows that are guaranteed to make me cry. Nothing. Not tonight. What happened to real emotion? I did not even cry over the end of my last relationship. I merely shrugged and moved on. The last time I cried I was told that I was overreacting by one of my best friends .

I sometimes feel like the world is moving on without me and were I to disappear, it would affect no one. I know I am not the only one to feel this way, but jeepers, what a sucky way to feel.

Have I been isolated? Have I isolated myself? I don't know. I can't take it, yet it helps me build these incredibly formidible walls. I don't want them anymore. I don't know how to tear them down.