Your hat size, at least in the States, is the circumference of your head divided by the mathematical constant Pi, which is aproximated as 3.141592 or 22/7.
I actually talked to Clare on teh phone a little today. We agreed that we need to talk. Why must it be worded like that. In my message to her (the sixth without a return) earlier in the day i was, like, "i mean, it's CLEAR that we're over, but we should talk about it or something" and she called me back and left a message that was, like, "you're so nice to keep calling under the circumstances" and then I called back and she actually answered and we were, like, not talking about it at all, and then, like, this guy came into her office that she hadn't seen in a while and she was, like, "Can I call you back?" and I was, like, "sure" and then she didn't call me back for, like, three hours when I was already on, like, the plane.
My car has a problem. It gets all jiggly when I'm stopped. I think maybe I dropped a cylinder. So, tomorrow, I have to find a place to fix it.
I was just forced to choose between "Adaptation" and Bugs Bunny. Bugs won, probably because Adaptation was beyond the Judy Greer titty scene. Not that I'm at all interested in Judy Greer or her titties. Or any titties, for that matter. I'm above titties. Want to know what Bugs cartoon I'm watching? Would it help if I excitedly whispered "It's Leopold!"
I'm out of cigarettes. Now that is something we shall have to remedy, isn't it?
Oooooooh! Now's it time for "What's Opera, Doc?". Souf winds bwow! Norf winds bwow! Typhoon! Huwwicane! Earfquakes!... SMOG!
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