Three things I'm bad with...

and therefore they annoy me:

Bikes
Especially when they almost castrate you.
U-Lock Bike Locks
Especially when I can't fricking lock them without a 10 minute struggle.
Names
Especially since I forget nearly everyone's name. And I don't exaggerate. I've nearly called pretty much everyone I know the wrong name. There's always a moment of doubt, no matter how long I've known you. Even if it's for a split second, my brain is conflicted.
It's as if there were two people inside my brain. One is over-eager, loud, and mistaken. This one shouts out several different names pretty rapidly. And then there's the part of my brain that knows what the hell he's doing, but he's shy, so I don't quite hear him as well.

(warning... James' overarching generalization that makes no sense coming in 3...2...)

It would be so much easier if we were all just named "You" or something like that.

Wait... me can has no facebook?

According to facebook.com: "Hey, your account is temporarily unavailable due to site maintenance. It should be available again within a few hours. We apologize for the inconvenience."

No Facebook... for hours?

Everything feels so cold...

Low Flow? I don't like the sound of that...

If someone can tell me what the title of this post is quoting, you'll officially win a super-awesome JamesThoughts T-Shirt* Absolutely Free**

And now, some NONSENSICAL RAMBLING

-I wonder where the term "best boy grip" comes from... I bet that it's a pretty dirty story.

-I'm back in LA.

-While cleaning the kitchen today and using a various number of cleaning products, I suddenly remembered a story about a man who used two different products (i think it was ammonia and bleach). The chemical reaction proved deadly, so the ending of the story seems pretty obvious. I then started to worry that I was making the same mistake, because I had no clue what the hell I was using. I suddenly got very dizzy, and I'm not sure if it was deadly fumes or just me being paranoid. I'm pretty sure it was just my recurring fear of dying on a dirty kitchen floor and not being discovered for a week because my roommate is out of town. I mean, I think that's in most people's top-5.

-I am way too weak for Apple products and their sexiness.

-"Becoming Jane" is a somewhat interesting movie title. "Becoming Maverick: The Wizard Robot" is a much more interesting one.

-I live in an apartment with the Clapper in it. That's right: the Clapper. I've secretly wanted a clapper since I was 7 (it feels like magic!), but I could never bring myself to buy one. Then I show up at the apartment this week, and there it was. I think I can die (by a mixture of ammonia and bleach) happy now.


*Does not exist
**does not necessarily mean free