If you are reading this now, then you must know that in 4 minutes, the sun will suddenly stop being the bright, hot ball of gas that it is and will become a cold, dark mass.  You will have roughly eight minutes to do whatever it is you want to do before it becomes too cold for anything we have that can keep anything alive.

Various people watching the sun noted two hours ago that solar flares were being ejected from the sun in what appeared to be a pattern.  That pattern was Morse Code.  It appears the sun has been communicating with us.  The message basically came down to "You idiots.  You don't care.  I quit."

*So what do you people think about an 'evolving' story (not based on the above).  What do I mean by 'evolving'?  Think along the lines of a "Choose Your Own Adventure" book.  Except you won't get to cheat.

Yeah yeah, I know what you are thinking.  "I'll tell you about it when I see it."   I deserve that.  With that said, answer my damn question!  Would you check it out and participate or not?

It's a me!  Or is it?  What do we really know about the other person on the blah blah blah blah blah blah.  Today, let's do away with the introspective stuff and just go straight out, being frank, uncouth if needed, and being selfish.  Why?  Cause it's my birthday,  Bitch.  If you're reading this, then guess what?  You're my bitch today.  Go get me a drink. 

I like music.  I really really do.  But I'm not a connoisseur.  Hell, I couldn't tell you a lot of the names of the songs or the bands that play the songs that I like the most.  And that's with today's technology with the internet to find out songs.  My phone even can listen to the song and tell me what the name, album, and band that's playing within thirty seconds.  Usually. 

I can make great cheese cake now.  It's amazing how all the girls swoon over my skills.  Alright.  It's true.  They don't care.  They just want the cheese cake.  And because of the type of person I am, I willingly sacrifice whatever I need too to oblige their wants.

Can I haz jahb wit bd speeeling?  Lolcatz phenomenon is hiring?  Has it really gotten that popular?  You got me.  I haz chezburger.  I like Lolcatz braincell killing humor and bad speeling.  I've even referenced a few pictures in the past.  I was just floored that they were hiring.  And then I almost fell off the toilet when I read the way they were advertising the job opening.  What?  I find that I can catch up on the news through my cellphone  whilst I take a crap.  [i had to rethink that last sentence.  it originally ended with "catch up on the news whilst i take a crap on my cellphone"]

I like where I work.  I get to see beautiful young college ladies everyday.  A magazine is coming to take photos of our location next week.  Which magazine?  Dunno.  I wasn't given that information.  It's probably one of those insider magazines for that particular industry.  An email was sent detailing some of the things that needed to be setup and done for the shoot.  One of the things listed was "Have attractive people".  At the very least, I know my muffins and cookies will be in the picture.

I like redheads by the way.  I like all the others too.  Cept gray/grey/greaux.

My XM radio.  I love it.  I've had that little thing for 6 years and it hasn't failed me yet.  I spent a few hours after I got home from work trying to rework the receiver position so I can listen to XM in my room instead of just my car.  Sucks having a lot of trees around.

I still want to go to space.  Even if it means I'm a debris collector.

Ok.  I'm done.  You have my permission to leave a comment now.  And then take your ass out. I's tryng 2 has phun.

"What would you do if I sang out of tune? Would you stand up and walk out on me?"

    Hey, looky!  A Lyrics post!

"Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song and I'll try not to sing out of key."

     It hard to find a good song to sing.  Especially those that you haven't sung over and over.  I love my XM Radio.  I'm starting to find these old songs that I haven't heard in many many years that I like singing to while I'm in the car to work or home.  Singing out of key?  Most likely.

"Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends. I get high with a little help from my friends. Oh, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends."

    As usual, I still need to get out more.  I'm really starting to miss the late nights out.  It's difficult now that I have to be up by 4 am to make it to work by 5 am.  The summer is coming.  The job won't shutdown, but at least I'll have more time and won't have to work as hard.  Anyone in the Clinton/Vicksburg area wanna hang out?

"What do I do when my love is away? Does it worry you to be alone?"

    Love.  Sigh.  Every day I leave work, I'm leaving all the lovelies.  There are some really cute ones on campus.  Some weird cute ones, but cute none the less.

"No, I get by with a little help from my friends. Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends. Oh, i'm gonna try with a little help from my friends."

    I'm openly being sarcastic now at work.  Verbally saying inflated prices or denying product because they are "display only".  Of course I turn around and tell them the right price or give them what they ask for and accompany it with a humourous smile.

"Do you need anybody? I need somebody to love."

    God yes.  ... Did that sound too desperate?

"Could it be anybody? I want somebody to love."

    If it's a she and she's cute and not dumb, then yes.  If it's anything outside of that, then more than likely, no.

"Would you believe in a love at first sight? Yea, I'm certain that it happens all the time."

    All the time.  All the time.  Everyday at work.  And with the warmer weather coming in.... oh man...

"What do you see when you turn out the light? I can't tell you but I know it's mine."

    Do I really want to go there? :-P

"Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends. Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends. Oh, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends."

    For one of our drinks, we use this stuff called Vanilla Freeze.  It's a milk powder that makes frozen drinks all creamy and shake like.  We're constantly ask what the stuff is.  I've recently started using variations of "Oh that's just a milk powder."  Then I stop in the middle of scooping it and scrutinize it.  "Either that or a special shipment of white gold from South America."

"Do you need anybody? I just need someone to love. Could it be anybody? I want somebody to love."

    Do we really need to rub this in?

"Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends, with a little help from my frie-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-ends."

    Let's have some fun.

"Across The Universe" is a good movie.