Too early to think right...

You know what I like about chicks? They aren't dudes.

On a more profound note: getting up way early to get into work and get extra stuff done never works. I just sit at my desk lamenting how tired I am and struggle to think straight until it is about the time I would have rolled in anyways.

On an unrelated note: Amazing doesn't begin to describe it.

The moral of the story: Don't know anyone, or else someone might sit on your futon. (this was distilled from one of those cosmic karma six degrees of separation kind of moments)

Lots of guys fake modesty so that people will like them, i prefer to fake an enormous self centered ego so that people will leave me alone.