ye olde crapfest

well my pink eye is no longer so pink, though it itches profusely. i think the worst is over. i'm back at work and in full-swing, if there is such a thing...still on speed, still feelin' quite discombobulated, and wondering if my self-diagnosed sinus infection could in fact be some kind of gesticular disease, or maybe fluvian by-proxy of the ulnus, or perhaps flobarts syndrome. i'm checking into all of these possibilities. all i know is, i'd better be healthy enough to drink a whole lot tomorrow. it's graduation day for a certain explosively gifted roomie tomorrow. he intends to celebrate, and i intend to help him.

there's a car in the parking lot with an entire beach scene recreated on the dash. sand, palm trees, fake waves, surfers and hula girls, glow in the dark stars, glitter, and even jesus. i saw this and simultaneously thought "holy shit what a moron!" and "i should totally do that!"