“Puh-chased. Poh-tected. Puh-chased. Puh-chased. Poh-tected. I think I’m like … I’m starting to hallucinate.”
Breathe deep, NJ. It will all be over soon.
“I hate rain. It makes me want to rip someone’s face off. It’s just stupid. It’s dumb.”
But you know what they say about rain, Nathan.
“This officially most boring day on Internet.”
Well put, Nate.
“Ahhhh. I just had a big it–scra–what’s the word when you have a big… itch? An itch?”
Nathan has a itch he can’t scratch.
“This is like my life.”
Nathan responds to seeing this shirt:
Robbie: “See, six nuclear bombs were set off in the U.S…”
Nathan: “What? Why didn’t we hear them or feel them?”
Robbie: “… it’s a t.v. show.”
Nathan is out today.
So in his absence, enjoy this picture of him getting excited about his work:
… and then check out how he spends the rest of his time at work.
“When I sing, I don’t think, I just let my mouth speak.”
Truer words have never been spoken.
“Do you want to call up the ladies and go to Nordstroms?”
Nathan on the phone with his mom, setting up tea time.
“I was just licking the data. It’s not a funny thing, it’s just normal.”
How did that firewire cable taste, Nate?