eugoogoly
31 March 2005Joe has written what is for all intents and purposes a eulogy. It’s very kind; sadly, it’s more true than I wish to admit. I moved over here looking to stay perhaps a year or two and move back to Idaho; looking at what is available here, though, I know it isn’t true. I don’t want to commit to staying, but I know I have just by moving. My cat and I are getting along well now, and I’m so fucking stimulated at work it’s nuts. There were sparks at WSU. Everybody here is a grinding wheel setting shit on fire. I had forgotten what being engaged was like. Even two days of kidney punishing NEO didn’t quell my enthusiasm.
On the drive over, my cat was sitting next to me in a cage. He was pissed. Every twenty minutes or so I would holler out “YES!“ and drive faster. I made the trip in record time (for me). It’s good to be back.
Derek Zoolander: Oh, I thought you were going to tell me what a bad eugoogalizor I am.
Matilda: What?
Derek Zoolander: A eugoogalizor, one who speaks at funerals. Or did you think I’d be too stupid to know what a eugoogoly was?
from imdb.
