buggin' out

there is a bug on my computer screen. i dare not hit it while it's in the middle, cause it'll smudge and i'll be too lazy to wipe its guts off and therefore will be squinting through this bug-gut smear for like two days, until it eventually makes me angry enough to get a kleenex and wipe it up. argh. stupid little bugs that infest my house - and no doubt - lay eggs in my ears at night, feed on my brain and thus are responsible for my recent space-cadet-like behaviours.

i digress.

it was yet another freaking hot and humid day. these days, there is a stink in the air like all of ottawa is hot and in need of a shower. it's like every person outside is sweating out of every conceivable area on their body from which it is possible to sweat from. there are virtual pools on the sidewalk from sweat after a person stops moving for more than ten seconds. well, not really - but that's what it feels like. i'm sweating so much, and the only cure is more cowbell.

another thing: there was a supposed bomb threat at the american embassy here in town today - sussex drive was closed off for awhile, so i understand. we were pondering the situation at work, and we figured someone just walked in and said 'i am da bomb'. or maybe, 'this kentucky fried chicken is da bomb'. or maybe, 'this new jay-z song is da bomb'. or maybe '______ is da bomb'. i'm sure it was all a simple misunderstanding that can be chalked up to too much ghetto-speak. but, you know those americans...they love their ghetto.