How 'bout some disjointed rambling?

Last night, when checking out the equipment, I discovered that one of my girls is actually a boy.
I should just know that I'm not gonna like blue potato chips.
I don't always love my job, but how can you complain about a place that lets you sport your flip-flops?
I have a 20 GB portable hard drive at home, with nothing on it - what the hell am I waiting for (?) - I'm gonna rip everything I own.
One of the kittens falls asleep standing up. That's the cutest thing I've ever seen.
You know, that Bill guy sounds a lot like a certain University of Georgia loan officer. He scared the crap outta me.

more later...