HAH! I'm alive; I just *smell* like dead people.

Puh-Leeze e-mail me if you want to hear more about the swingin' life of a Pathologist. Things with the cute chick captain are good. We even bought a golden retriever puppy together.

Committment.

SuperBowl Sunday was the perfect day to eat Swedish meatballs at Ikea and buy disposable consumer goods!

Okay, she's living here, furniture and all.

Forecast for the next *&^%$ month:
Rainy and cold.

I'll never truly be a local.

Happy 2004! Weren't we supposed to be living in space by now? Odd, how those Mars probes keep "disappearing," huh?

Happy 2004! Weren't we supposed to be living in space by now? Odd, how those Mars probes keep "disappearing," huh?

Blame Canada!!!!


*moo*

Mad Cow in Yakima!?

The rest of the sky is falling!!!!

ORANGE?!

THE SKY IS FALLING!!!!!!

HAH!

I have a computer, sort of. It belongs to cute chick captain, though I fret over what she may think of SG.

Thanks to you who persisted in dropping by now and then. My life is on a nominal trajectory it seems; I'm feeling all NASA tonight.

Must remember to clear the history. You know you can e-mail me, right?