His name is Bob

[13:18] enoentity: Three flash ads on this page. My computer is smoking.
[13:19] emmastory: well, your computer is held together with gum and bits of old string
[13:19] enoentity: True
[13:20] enoentity: Matter of fact, if you open my computer you’ll see a little hamster chained to a wheel.
[13:20] enoentity: I only feed him on Fridays.
[13:21] emmastory: and you only feed him hairballs you scrape off the hobo you keep in the closet
[13:21] enoentity: Poor hobo.

Just buy it

The album to listen to this week is The Head on the Door. It’s always been one of my favorites, but I can’t seem to stop listening to it since Monday morning. Every single song on it is fucking gold and it seems to perfectly suit my mood over the past few days - maybe that has something to do with it being dark and cloudy and forty degrees in April. I’m a fan.