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Ducks and stuff

I am bored and need to kill another 45 minutes at work, and I've run out of things to do and look at on the interweb, so I might as well blog.

I have nothing to say.

For Christmas, I received all 5 seasons of Alias. They came in the Rambaldi cube! It is quite awesome, especially because I never saw the first couple episodes, and there's a big chunk of season 4 that I missed because of dang orgo lab. I watched 3 episodes on Wednesday night, including two kick-arse episodes with Quentin Tarantino, and I was going to turn it off, but then I realized the next episode was the very first one with Sark! <33 So I watched 4 episodes that evening. I think I've averaged around 3 episodes each viewing... "Play all" is a dangerous selection to make on the menu.

Due to all my Alias watching, I've become a little paranoid. There are spies and ex-KGB and K Directorate operatives and eastern European assassins and international nuclear arms dealers lurking amongst us. Well you know what they say, just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you.

Through my window I see two men talking, partially hidden in the shadows. They look suspicious. I wonder what's in that guy's bags.

~~Sometimes~~ All the time, when I'm walking down the street and I pass people's houses/apartments, if I can see through people's windows, I like to take a look. Not like hide in their bushes and trees and closets with binoculars look, but like just take a glance, examine their decor, see if there's anything interesting going on. My New Year's resolution: be less creepy. Just kidding. It's really to get better bincoculars.

I assembled a nightstand. I hate hammering nails because I get so scared that I'm going to hammer my precious thumb. So I usually start hammering a little holding the nail and then I stop holding the nail and hammer it in without holding the nail straight so then some nails get all bent. =*(

This morning I had to go to a rally/celebration/rock concert/free food/dance party for Nancy Pelosi. Naturally, everyone in the room was a Democrat. I am registered as a Republican (though I voted against Santorum) bwahhhaaha. I think most people at work are enthusiastically Democrat. In fact, I felt like I had to disclose my party registration after a few months of working here. I am glad I wasn't fired.

I've been thinking about changing my registration to "independent" because I've never particularly identified with Republicans, and I don't necessarily want to affiliate myself with the Democratic party. However, there are two cons to switching:
1. Can't vote in primaries
2. I'm too lazy

This has been a long post! That's all for now. As DMX once sagely said, "Thugs don't do flip-flops."

Ducks and stuff

Friday, January 5