I don't know what to write.

I've got to pull a 7 page paper out of my butt by Wednesday morning. Over what, you ask? Slavery. That should be easy, being black and all. (Pause for laughter)

I wish I had a running partner.

I'm still pissed at my manager for what he did (scroll down to 3/26/04 if you haven't already read it).

I'd wonder what I'd look like if I had long hair like in the "Hey Ya" video.

Vaya con dios.