Between working on a dissertation that's due in a matter of weeks, reflecting on Sunday morning's 26.2 mile adventure, writing/editing a big project at work, and Fitzmas, I have, at the moment, less ability to focus than one-hour old fruitfly who's just borrowed the keys to the fruitfly car so he can go down to the fruitfly mall to buy some fruitfly records, drink an Orange Julius, hang with Tha Fruitflyz for some petty vandalism, and maybe meet a couple of fruitfly ladies before the fruitfly security guards tell him to get lost.
Posted by dave at October 28, 2005 12:57 PM | TrackBackNothing that a little public self-flagellation can't fix.
Dave, you deserve an Orange Julius.
Posted by: RMC at October 28, 2005 3:23 PM | Permalink to Comment