Icarus's blog: "Hope- by any other name."

This is not a mumm... because its a blog

but its getting late, and I really don't know what I want to take care of before the morning rush.

I could totally fire off another round of knuckle children too... :/

So there's my dillemma- wash off my funk, shave, clip my grody nails, fire a pocket rocket, or save it for the morning- if I really get my ass rolling and hitting the ground early I can take care of it first thing

but knowing me, I won't want to.

Now that I cut my hair again (was reaching record lengths) I can take those 3 minute showers where I shave and brush my teeth and piss all at once.

Dude, what can I say- I've got mad skills

and don't tell me you don't pee in the shower
fuckin liars.

It's porcelain with constantly running scalding hot water and soap.

Not a logic problem.

so here's the plan

... wanking would really just be an exercise in stamina and callous building
so that's 86'd
The more I think about it- the more giddy I am about doing 12 things at once in the shower
grab a hunk of bagguette (really need to learn how to spell that word)
put on my solid black outfit
fabreze my shoes
grab my glasses, teabag, and PSP and get in the car.

... holy shit I am gonna be late doin all that ... :/

Lookin forward to it.

Muddy Waters is on my playlist, I'm writing erotic work vaguely about someone I don't know well enough to hate, and I am fucking exhausted.

Good fuckin times, but I kinda wish I could take the day off and finish up my Dark knights (hardest job to unlock EVER) and recruit more doctors and technicians.

And that involves meandering about the city clicking a button while my PSP tries to detect wireless internet to borrow a signal sequence from and assign parameters to my new recruits.

It's kinda fun
it's kinda retarded
because I have a tendency to do it while driving.
God... if I did it at my building over break though I'd have like 20 new guys.
Hell... just walking down corporate row during daytime would score me an army.

I do have that hacking cough I could do over the phone... "can't *cough hack blechk* come in *cough hack blechk* plague. Dying." but if anyone spotted me walking around with my PSP out while they were on smoke break I'd be proper fucked.

No, we'll have to work on this plan.
The first one I came up with was pretty solid though.
Anyone wanna bet I can cram it all into 10 minutes- and that includes dog responsibilities and the "where the fuck is my belt" game.