where's that rum raisen?

can't you see we're closed? get out, get out of here!

well, that's pretty much where i'm at right now. i have been trying to post pictures of the days-in-the-life of gilhouse, but evidently hitler (who had already set up residence in my computer) had sex with some gremlins from the 80's (yeah, those little guys are still around. can you beleve it?), and as a result there are now wee hitler-gremlin hatchlings wreaking havoc in my old piece of shit old laptop. man do hate pseudo-hitler hatchlings. at first i was jealous that hitler was having sex, but then the gremlins didn't call back. i know what that's about. those bitches.

anyhow, i promise that when i get my new computer on monday (yeah, i have to wait until monday now. poop.) i will post everything i have done in the past month. there is not much, but there will be a picture of me holding a broom in my rapist bathroom, a picture of josh pooping (well, almost pooping), and a few pics of some funny commercials i've been watching at 5 in the morning. speaking of which, if you would like a sneak peak at what i have been up to, glue yourself to the tv-machine at get a look at that viking commercial...essentially, what i have been doing is not too dissimilar to those vikings who have had to find new jobs; i tried being a flight steward (but my mace kept hitting people in the face), serving ice cream, parking cars and shoe clerking. these all fell through, however, and i am still without employ. sigh. what's an out of work viking to do?

i would type more but my computer is such a piece of shit i want to kill someone. the cd drive keeps whirling into a frenzy and prevents any other operation from proceeding. i have tried opening the cd drive to stop the whirling, but then the little man who lives in my computer (a man who i am sure suffers from some serious dementive dsorder) tells me that i need to close the cd drive to continue working on anything. at this point i am back in the same flacid position as i began. what fucking hell am i supposed to do? my little computer man is an idiot. and get this... sometimes (and by sometimes i mean every other 5 minutes) so many popups show up the little computer man tells me he has to stop working on whatever i needed to have done so he can expand the "virtual memory", whatever the fuck that is (seth?). at this point the computer (using the whirling strength of the cd drive (which at this point is spinning at 7,500 rpm) pysically takes off the table. what a fucking production. this is all very frustrating for me, as you can imagine.

p.s. on a brighter note, i found atoms in my pocket. 5 of them!