i thought it would be a work night without headaches, but instead i found myself looking for ibuprofen. i didn’t end up taking any, because i don’t do drugs. i’m just surrounded by them every day, so it makes it a little tempting.

just as i was about to go to my lunch break, some balding guy was trying to make photos from a disc at one of our kiosks. he seemed to be having trouble, so i went to help him after i got off the phone, helping another customer locate aviator sunglasses. that customer reminded me of hurley from tv’s lost, and i can imagine he needed those sunglasses while filming in hawaii.

anyway, i got to the balding guy and asked him what was wrong with his disc, since his photos weren’t loading into the machine. he said nothing (yeah, right. they always say that), and we waited for something (anything) to happen. i got impatient, since i really wanted to go eat my italian b.m.t. subway sub. i decided to restart the kiosk machine so that i could recover his disc and tell him to go back from whence he came.

restarting didn’t work. several restarts later, i only had one option: remove the disc drive and remove the bald guy’s disc. so i did it and got his disc out and it was a dvd-r. i told him he couldn’t use it and he left.

then some punk kids were creating a ruckus in the parking lot, so i called the cops and told them there were punk kids drinking out in the parking lot. i checked the parking lot five minutes later and the punks were gone. i’m so old.

last night was pretty sweet. lady friend and i drove to the big city and met up with some cool dudes. it was something i had been looking forward to all week.

we had some fine mexican food, talked to some bums, and played some fluxx.

it was all over too quickly, but the future holds many great times. so hurry up future and get here already.

i wonder if it’s going to be a cold winter. ha! fooled you. i don’t wonder things like that. i do wonder if sneaky sneakers are actually murdering rapists. i wonder what bobby does when he leaves late at night. i wonder why friday night is so important for the young and naive. and i wonder who wrote the book of love.

you have to ask yourself, who’s in phoenix right now? i’ll give you a hint: they both play important roles in the forthcoming beard revolution. (some more than others)

i will leave you with this… are there now, or have there ever been, apartment complexes that allow a 300 pound dog?

according to the calendar, i’ve been here for a whole year. it seems like a lot longer and so much has happened. changes are still happening. it’s hard to imagine what another year will bring.

soon, my homies will be here. we’ll be hanging out, having lost parties. we’ll “get the band back together.” we’ll have mini mario kart tournaments. it’s gonna be super awesome!

here are some new year’s resolutions you might enjoy:

• get a gas mask
• get a sphincter piercing
• buy cigarettes for a minor
• play twister with a paraplegic
• go on walkabout in montana
• ask for forgiveness
• rake someone’s leaves

take the lost personality quiz. i didn’t and i’m john locke.

see, i don’t need any stupid online quiz telling me that i’m hurley or shannon. i’m john locke. (period).

i’m a paraplegic with one kidney. i believe in faith a little more than i believe in science. i have a crapload of knives and i know how to use them. i am obsessed with hatches and boys named boone. i should be in charge, not jack.

so which lost character are you? you can take the actual quiz, or just make it up. but you better be able to back up your statements with facts.