I Asked Microsoft Word for its Hand in Marriage. It said YES!

I have been walking around my house with a computer wrapped around my head like a cucumber-mud face wrap, the summer flip-flops of perpetual working and a cell phone attache containing IMPERATIVE MISSIVES from the Tiny Lucky Chicago Unicorn only, advising that today is Easter (except that it is in fact Palm Sunday, the day my dad leaves to visit my Pentacostal half sister’s rendition of the passion in Mississippi. How real is that). Sun comes out, I retreat into work. That is fuct, nay? Four things for now: Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue, to celebrate my betrothal to my iBook:
OLD: next time you are in front of 2 turntables, mix Dizzee Rascal “I Luv U” and Memphis Bleek “Is that your chick” and see what happens
NEW:Initial thoughts on the new !!!: DANCE FOR POLITIX G-dammit!! A bludgeoning; like Jumprope for Angioplasty
BORROWED: my housemate connie wants to know what happened to Belinda from fannypack.
BLUE: Now we are barbecuing, pre-Quannum Show barbecuing. If you know my address, come over at 5 pm. Some people will be here. “Expect surprises.”
(BYO Portabello mushrooms)