Non-Sequiturs

Yes.  Yes.  Yes.

SBJ.

Done.

Hey Daddy.

Woof.

I approve of this view.

Love the shock of white.

Yum.

Lovely.

Furlicious.

So cute.

Damn.

Damn damn.

UNF.

Gorgeous.

Beefy.

Grrrr.

Take it off Daddy.

Gorgeous body.

Such a tease.

Love his build.

Those eyes.

Handsome.

Woof Woof Woof.

I got my firm website bio pic done last week and, in typical Murphy's Law fashion, I got a monster bump on my forehead the night beforehand.

Dead lifts are very effective, but they are so painful the days after.

It amazes me how stupid people can be in their relationships.

Girls has been trying my patience this season. It has really descended into a black hole of navel gazing. I am hoping that Hanna's return to New York will turn this season back around. Having her disconnected from her friends was a really poor decision.

Yep.

I had a very nice 45th birthday this week.

Sometimes, just when you've given up on someone, they show a side you haven't seen before.

This has been a difficult week getting up and going to the gym in the morning.

I really dislike attending CLEs (Continuing Legal Education classes), especially ones that have nothing to do with my practice. I am coming up on the deadline for hours and my firm wanted me to take something free. The only one available was on International Tax. Zzzzzzz.

I love how there 6 of us at this CLE and no one is paying attention. One woman actually has a library book out.

No one even spoke to one another. I feel like we were all aliens from different planets sent to observe this presentation but not to interact with our co-observers.

I find it interesting that a seminar that costs almost $1,700 to attend, does not provide lunch.

There is nothing sexy about tax law.

I took MARTA from my office to downtown for the CLE, and it is always a pleasant surprise how easy and efficient it is when you have things to do in town.

LOL.

After dire warnings that Atlanta would have a brutal winter this year, it has been surprisingly mild. I am hoping this isn't just a calm before the storm and we get blasted in March.

If really trust the media to tell you the entire story, you are truly foolish.

Whenever I come upon a group of straight men discussing sports I have to resist the urge to tell them "enough, just whip your dicks out and get it over with."

I don't really pay much attention to the Grammys. They don't really mean anything when you get down to it. Congratulations to Beck for winning, however, it was for a very pleasant, yet rather inert album. Morning Phase to me, was a very watered down version of his classic record Sea Change.

I really enjoy it when people who I haven't chatted with in awhile message me and spend the entire time talking about themselves.

Perfect.

How I ever got through a single math class, let alone AP Calculus, is beyond me.

Working with a budget has never been my strong suit.

It will be a sad day the day Jon Stewart hosts his final show on the The Daily Show.

I've had more fun reading the reviews of the film adaptation Fifty Shades of Grey then I could ever have actually watching the movie.

Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"Oh I just love the kind of woman who can walk over a man
I mean like a goddamn marching band
She says like literally music is the air she breathes
And the malaprops make me wanna fucking scream
I wonder if she even knows what that word means
Well it’s literally not that

Of the few main things I hate about her
One’s her petty vogue ideas
Someone’s been told too many times they’re beyond their years
By every half-wit of distinction she keeps around
And now every insufferable convo
Features her patiently explaining the cosmos
Of which she is in the middle

Oh my god I swear this never happens
Lately I can’t stop the wheels from spinning
I feel so unconvincing
When I fumble with your buttons

She blames her excess on my influence
But gladly hoovers all my drugs
I found her naked with her best friend in the tub
And we sang Silent Night in three parts which was fun
Until she said that she sounds just like Sarah Vaughan
I hate that soulful affectation white girls put on
Why don’t you move to the delta

I obliged later on when you begged me to choke you."

Father John Misty
"The Night Josh Tillman Came to Our Apartment"

"I know you wanna flex real bad
You want to, you got it
I hear you like to bag and brag
You love it, you thug

She ain't lonely
She just hungry
For something she
Think I could be

She got plenty
She so petty
She want only
My confetti

She hitting me up when she feel like making love (making love)
She says she want it all but I know it's just a bluff (just a bluff)
She only in it for the champagne
She only in it for the champagne
She only in it for the (uh)
(Shortcut to the fast lane)."

Shy Girls
"Xhampagne"

Appealing Things

The Optimist
Red velvet cake
Clams Casino
Father John Misty

Annoying Things

Pushy people
Asking me to do work outside the scope of what I do