a racist day today.

some lady i work with told me for 6 months she thought my name was Newguy becuase I looked asian and it sounded like an asian name, but that was just someone telling here i was new 6 months ago.

Outside the carolers start to sing
I can't describe the joy they bring
Cause joy is something they don't bring me

My girlfriend is by my side
From the roof are hanging sickles of ice
Their whiny voices get irritating
It's Christmas time again

So I stand with a dead smile on my face
Wondering how much of my time they'll waste
Oh God I hate these Satan's helpers

And then I guess I must have snapped
Because I grabbed a baseball bat
And made them all run for shelter

It's Christmas time again
It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year
I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer
You people scare me
Please stay away from my home
If you don't wanna get beat down
Just leave the presents and then leave me alone.

Well I guess it's not cool to freak on Christmas Eve
Cause the cops came and arrested me
They had an unfair advantage

And even though the jail didn't have a tree
Christmas came a night early
Causes a guy named Bubba unwrapped my package (hot damn)

It's Christmas time again
It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year
I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer
You people scare me
Please stay away from my home
If you don't wanna get beat down
Just leave the presents and then leave me alone

I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)
I won't be home
I won't be home for Christmas

at work today one of our clients said my email was blocked by their spam filter.

my last name seemed like it had too many random letters.....

fuck, i hate my last name.

This was written by a terminally ill girl who had 6 months to live. Its truly moving:


SLOW DANCE



Have you ever watched kids

On a merry-go-round?

Or listened to the rain

Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?

Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?


You better slow down.

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.


Do you run through each day

On the fly?

When you ask How are you?

Do you hear the reply?


When the day is done

Do you lie in your bed

With the next hundred chores

Running through your head?


You'd better slow down

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.



Ever told your child,

We'll do it tomorrow?

And in your haste,

Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,

Let a good friendship die

Cause you never had time

To call and say,"Hi"


You'd better slow down.

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.


When you run so fast to get somewhere

You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,

It is like an unopened gift....

Thrown away.


Life is not a race.

Do take it slower

Hear the music

Before the song is over.

i pointed to the button,

"one?", i said, meaning (did you want the first floor?)

"is the loneliest number", he said. "yes"

i stood wide mouthed for a second, realized it was a reference to a song, and promptly pushed the button.

someone caught me off guard. thats rare.