The Death of Enthusiasm

So, my computer broke for a while, but now I'm rocking a new hard drive and I'm going to be posting hilarious and insightful content on the reg.


UPDATES:

Bandolier emerged from the dank cave they call home and put on a show at Club New York (aka Club Skyline, aka Club NVO). It was for charity, so for the sake of the bilingual preschoolers I hope we didn't stink up the joint too bad.

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ANOTHER UPDATE:


This week I have jury duty! It should be thrilling! Also, because it's my birthday soon and my parents probably love me more than yours I'm going to Austin with my Dad to attend the Austin City Limits Music Festival. It should be super amazing and will probably change my life and I will most likely quit my job and "really go after my dreams" and then I will probably fail and end up living with my parents.

Labels: ACL, bandolier, computer broke

I sit across from a lady at work who is kind of strange. I mean, she says weird things to me all the time. I don't really mind this, but sometimes I just don't know how to respond to her.

Today, apropos of completely nothing, she turned to me and said:

"This cubicle is really plain and boring! I think I'll spice it up a little! How about I put up some swastikas on one side and some 666's on the other? That would get people talking around here!"

Me:

"....."

Her:

"You know?"

Me:

"Uh, yeah I guess it would."

Seriously, what is she talking about? Who would even think of saying that? I think maybe she just has no filter on her crazy inner monologue and it creeps me out.

If I said everything that came to my mind it would sound something like this:

Me:

"I should probably stop picking this thing on my arm. What is this? A scab? Man, I think I have cancer! I knew it! I have a family history of it and everything! Should I tell someone? Should I go home early today? Wait a second....Oh right, it's a riesen stuck in my arm hair. Mmmmmmm. Riesen."

And then everyone around me would be like:

"....."

LOL

Labels: work

I admit that I am not a healthy eater. Not even a little bit, actually. One thing that seems to make it hard for me to eat better is what I call the "garbage food" dilemma.

For example: Taco Bell. Their entire menu is basically the same three cheap ingredients (nacho cheese, something that is supposed to be beef, and tortillas) mixed into different configurations. By all accounts, this food should only appeal to dogs and possibly coyotes, yet somehow the fact that they have a fairly extensive dollar menu and a location three blocks from where I live makes going there a frighteningly common experience.



As I sit in on my couch, shamefully eating my "double beef burrito" or "triple layer nachos" I experience a strange sensation. Although I recognize that the food is in fact, disgusting, there is some part of my primitive lizard brain that craves it. Here are some other disgusting, yet somehow irresistible foods:

* Burger King's tacos: What's worse than a Taco Bell taco? How about one made at Burger King? The funny thing is that they don't even use grated cheese, it's just a slice of the processed cheese they use on the burgers. Also, the lettuce is not shredded, it's just the chunky kind that also goes on the burgers. Weird.

* Totino's frozen pizzas and pizza rolls: Sometimes I buy these Totino's products and then eat them, and then I feel bad about the whole rest of the day. Totino's Pizzas! We make your self esteem decrease!

Labels: food