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Oh, wait...

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This year, I've opted for the minimalist approach. Okay, I say "minimalist" but really it just means I was in no mood to deal with all the nut jobs in the stores or the mess in the garage to get to the decorations and tree. So there's no decorations, no tree, no pretending to be merry (it's this last one that makes it all worth it). There's a few presents for my mom (I buy stuff for her year

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Trying out my new flip-out keyboard for my iphone (sometimes the touchscreen sucks and you need more control than a couple little tap menus).I might even start posting more since I rarely open my laptop lately. I figure I stare at a computer screen for 8+ hours a day at work; I don't need to do it at home, too.Life is good. Health is better. Ass is smaller. And time is spent doing what makes me

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I've caught myself contemplating church. (I say “caught” as if it's forbidden but it's really just that I've never given much thought to organized religion, at least not in the sense that it's for me). It's as if I'm hoping that by just being there things will change. The logical side of my brain says that is nonsense; you can't find contentment by following the herd, especially a herd that for

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Well, a small one at least. I can see the floor if the back bedroom. 3 bags of trash and I've barely made a dent.How can one person live in such filth? I have no idea whats important and whats trash. It's all goin in the bag. I should toss in the spiders as well. If I have to deal with them so should you X\Sent from my iPhone

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To-Do NOVEL more like...What started out as a quick jot-down of things that I need to accomplish this coming weekend quickly snow-balled into a time-sucking creature of insatiable appetite with a penchant for seeing me humiliate and/or harm myself.I am an excellent organizer as long as it STAYS organized. The first time I miss a day or something doesn't get filed properly it all goes to hell. I'm

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THIS is actually about you -Good Riddance.

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Testing New Linux Blogger App Blah blah blah... So, whatcha doin?

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As of Friday Last-Minute-Man is out of my house. I know the drama is nowhere near done, but I already feel better. This should have been done a long long time ago. It's amazing how much one life-sucking parasite of a useless man can make your home and life a living hell by just being there.Even the tedious tasks of cleaning (he was a fucking slob who apparently had no problem living in filth)

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The new Nook update has given me the ability to - Play games: Sudoku and Chess - fun nerd games that I love Read whole books in store: sure it's only for an hour but still, if the book's that great I can either buy it instantly or just find the physical book and lounge on one of their stinky chairs for the rest of the day.Improved speed and touch screen behaviour - wheeeee! It finally can

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I figure it would be best to use my overwhelming fear of making an ass of myself in front of others as a motivator instead of a hindrance, so I give you this set of entries which will have a corresponding audio set as soon as I can figure out how to do it. (Hopefully this won't become like the cooking one that sadly had to end because I officially have no oven. I have a stove and a broiler;

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I'm losing my mind. Seriously. It's as if my body has absorbed as much stress and bullshit it can contain and has gone into shock.This is the year of the shite luck. Considering that my luck and life have pretty much sucked for a very, very long time, this is a scary concept.A "normal"/reasonably sane person doesn't sit around contemplating how much easier her life would be if she just let

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All the fun of planting onions and corpses with none of the smell! Sent from my iPhone

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I checked the evil calorie counter BEFORE eating lunch. :( What a way to ruin the afternoon. Sent from my iPhone

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I've finally found an iPhone app that does not make my life more fun or easier or more like a carefully planned commercial full of happy-go- lucky teenagers.MyFitnessPal is a calorie-counting kill-joy. Lunch was a lot more fun when I didn't know just how many calories were crammed into a Whataburger Jr w/ Cheese. :(Sent from my iPhone

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... At the Taco Cabanahttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IagXIqm1R_8&feature=youtube_gdataSent from my iPhone

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This already seems like a bad idea just because of how easy it is to mindlessly search and goof off on the web. Before when I couldn't sleep, I would atleast try and read or do a crossword. Now I can check in on my zombies and collect random Farmville crap. There is such a thing as too much freedom and too much fun. Go to sleep, Lin. Ok, fine... Just let me check on my virtual fishtank

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Sent from my iPhone

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How do you say thank you to someone you meet by chance maybe once a year if you're company is nice enough to send you to training? You post it on your blog that no one ever reads and send it out into the aether. Maybe somehow it will land where it's meant to be. So - Thank you for your cryptic remarks and passing, fleeting friendship. They've done more than stir up shy giggles and confused

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You look like the perfect fit for a girl in need of a tourniquet. But can you save me... from the ranks of the freaks who suspect they can never love anyone? Because I can tell you know what it's like, the long farewell of a hunger strike. But can you save me? Come on and save me. If you could save me from the ranks of the freaks who suspect they can never love anyone... but the freaks who

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I have never owned a dishwasher. Growing up,I was the dishwasher. (I was also the remote control, but that's another story all about the fine art of scooting and paths rubbed in carpeting.) I have only used one dishwasher without the assistance of someone else and that resulted in a flooded hotel room, so getting one for Christmas was a both thrill and a terrifying chance for soggy disaster.In

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Try JibJab Sendables® eCards today!

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Been out of the loop for a bit, but I do have an update. As of last Monday (the 23rd, if my addled brain can recall correctly) there will be no more red meat, no more alcohol (at least if I want to continue to be able to take aspirin when needed, and when you get brain-cell killing migraines, it's needed), no more chocolate, and... even typing this brings sad little tears to my eyes... no more

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...and the clapping/whistling/finger-snapping vet agrees that he is either deaf or really, really stubborn. Ummmm.... Yeah. The vacuum cleaner told me that for free.And as weird as this may sound, he seems to think in colors. For example - My saying "No, Duncan; stop eating Conner's back foot" gets no reaction, but my saying the same thing while thinking 'YELLOW' seems to work. Saying "

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He's new, he's deaf and he has odd eyes (one's staying blue and one's getting grayer. Here's hoping cats aren't as cruel as school children.

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I'll be getting a second opinion from the vet some time this week, but it appears that Duncan is deaf. It's very well a genetic thing (pure white cat with blue eyes), and it doesn't make me want him or love him any less. He's a sweetie who loves to snuggle and loves everyone, even Pywhacket who only pretends she can't stand him. I'm thankful we found him, as well. Who knows what might have

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The Scottish/Albino Synchronized Sleeping Team of Conner and Duncan started off strong...But the junior Olympian appeared to tire of the structured routine...and opted for a more free-style mode of expression.Needless to say, they were disqualified.But both went on to compete in the Single Free-Style Sleep and placed rather wellI need a hobby....

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In 4 years, Conner has never had a hairball. It appears he was just saving up for a clone - Conner:Duncan / Loki(both are fitting and nerdy enough to fit with the current brood) -

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Newsflash: My Follow-Thru's busted. So's my Give-a-Damn. More info to follow...

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A dog's first natural defense is not, as some experts would like you to believe, their intimidating demeanor. It is in fact their ability to look like this -If not for those eyes and muppet-ears he'd have been left hog-tied in the backyard for the cats to torture a long time ago.

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10 pm on a Monday night and I can't sleep. This is becoming a habit. At least I don't have to work tomorrow. I just have to do all the things I put off for the past 3 days... It's nice to know that others see the same evi/insanity. It's comforting in its sad little way. It's not a good substitute for vengeance or retribution, but its a start. I'm still not allowed to speak, but that's

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Yep, been a week. Other than a spectacular batch of streusel muffins, there's not much to talk about. Just slowly and not so quietly losing my mind and trying to learn Linux without screaming about the spiralling, illogical-ness of it all.

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Testing Drivel Journal Editor on Linux

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Last night's meatloaf was a success and even more successful sandwhich for today. My favorite recipes are the ones that make great snacks for the next day. They just seem more worth the effort.I've been wondering if what you feel/want at the time you're preparing something plays a part in how the dish finally ends up. Mood doesn't seem to have an effect when I'm cooking but with baking it

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This past weekend was pretty much a lazy, leftovers kind of time. No fancy menu, no new and exciting meals to force feed to my family. There something to be said about lounging about in PJ's all day and finishing 3 excellent paperbacks (Dean Koontz's Frankenstein, 1-3). Even Pi and Conner were enjoying the superb laziness.Saturday was chilli-dogs and oven-baked tater-tots. I think they

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Thursday's dinner - Noodlie Stuff A family favorite for those times when you just don't feel like cooking and all of your junk-food money has been spent on new roof. Boil water, toss in some form of tubular noodle, cook to just shy of al dente.  Drain some of the water, dump in a can of tomato sauce and diced tomatoes, season with some sort of herb and salt and pepper.  When it tastes like food

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I'll edit and post the recipe some time tonight... or tomorrow... or...Tuesday's dinner - Cheesy Garden VegetablesI made this a loooong time ago when I was in 4-H. I'll wait for the laughter to subside. Got it out of your system? Then let's continue. I used to be proud to cook; I was a culinary geek. Eating this reminded me of when I actually used my skill to achieve something other than a wider

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I was too sick to care,so last night was grilled cheese and condensed potato soup. Don't tell anyone but it was made with lactose-free milk. Ha!!! It tastes the same, admit it! :-P

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All that is bristly must die!

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Friday, August 14th - Not quite alfredo but tasty nonetheless and does not require my keeping cream in the fridge that will inevitably be lost behind the milk and morph into some creepy lump of icky. Saturday, August 15th - Beef Bourguignon and I know I'm mixing countries but pppt. Tried it in the electric roaster this time. Bad idea. Took twice as long and I still ended up

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     How is it that the only time I have to wax moronic on life and love and the lack thereof is when I'm tired and achy and walking sideways?  Here I am with all the side effects of a stupendous night out with none of the fun.      I know this comes close on the heels of the strange phenomenon that is "Julie and Julia" and that it might appear to some who don't know me as a little shirt-tail (

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Meet Iggy (click for more pics), 6 weeks old and too cute to strangle. Other than a rather inappropriate puppy-penis-related joke from the vet, h\is first trip to the vet went really well. The guess that he was 6 weeks old seems to be right and he weighs 4.5 pounds.  Just large enough to make a humongous mess... We've been saying for years that we can't get another dog (well, other people

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The quick and depressing descent into "oldness" begins. The second I started toying with the idea of actually celebrating a birthday for once (my birthdays have historically been horrendously annoying/painful/depressing occasions that generally lead to binge drinking, fist fights or litigation - whatever can go wrong will and with a vengeance) the doomiest of doom began to creep. Anything that

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Send your own ElfYourself eCards

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I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. I must be because then it would coincide with what the previously discussed "agitators" (thank you, Anonymous; that beats the hell out of the "life-sucking fuckwads" I sometimes refer to them as in my darkest moments) seem to think - that this is all just my fault and it will blow over in time. I haven't been this miserable in a long, looong time and I

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Pretty, shiny and smart.  I have the mythical scientist/supermodel of laptops.

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I know there's been a whole lot of griping about Windows Vista, but if this works, then I say it's worth it!  Laziness is the mother of invention... and child-hood obesity.

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Jay-Jay"Mama"October 27, 1995 - June 22, 2008

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How tech-simple have I become that I barely saw that I can e-mail blog posts to myself and post whatever nonsense I want under the guise of penning work-related correspondence? Then again, as a CAD monkey, any inordinate amount of typing automatically raises suspicion. After all, lines and circles don't require epics.Soooo..... yeah..... And the excitement has worn off under the extremely

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Apparently, if faced with a horde of small to smallish children I could take on 30. How 'bout you? After all, it never hurts to know who'd have your back if kinders ever rose up and tried to rule the world. I'm all for the enforced nap time but no one tells me my clay-snakes are shite. No One!http://www.howmanyfiveyearoldscouldyoutakeinafight.com/

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I was cleaning my work computer up before the much needed replacement comes in,and I came across the following, oddly enough, by pure accident. Seems I was having a "PC-Parents are Idiots" day. Enjoy. Or don't. I'm having a "Don't give a toot" day, so there.... No, wait; I lied. Please enjoy it and comment and pretend like once again I haven't traded all my creativity in for a hefty paycheck

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I have never been over the Mississippi. Ever. I've been at the asshole end in Louisiana, but never past it. It's like a big wall. A big wet wall that I never found the time or energy to wonder what was on the other side of. And now I have. The end.I hate touristy, look-at-our-shiny-bits, news-reels-be-damned websites built by those whose well-being and livelihood rely on unsuspecting suckers

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On my commute I pass a local Social Security office every single day, and every single day there are 2 plastic bananas wired to one of the trees.Why are there plastic bananas!?! I haven't gone to introduce myself to them yet, but really I'm just assuming they're plastic because they are still discernable as bananas. What if they aren't? What if some Social Security nut simply replaces the

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And no this isn't about the fact that a coworker misread my t-shirt and my new name is Stinky.I have learned to never take clothing out of context... or would it be "used"? Whatever it is it was a bad fashion choice this morning. You would have thought that the memory of all my past mockage of people wearing sun visors and tennis wrist bands in movie theaters and malls would have come to my

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Or maybe purely co-inky-dink-y. It's too early for Alanis Morisette bouts of theological discussion.This has been the first full week back at work after my Softball Faux Paux/Knee Popping Extravaganza, and it’s been tiring and severely, mind-numbing, muscle-spasming painful. But it was my own stupid, wanna-be normal fault, so I take my punishment with as little whining and bitching as possible.

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If I ever get it in my screwed up head to become a normal, social adult I want you to poke me in the eye so I can begin my new life as the pirate I know I've always been meant to be. The eye patch will go real nice-like with my wooden leg and crutch. Ok, so it's not a wooden leg, per se; but I can't move it and I'm prety sure there are termites.First game of the season, first hit of the season

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Yesterday I was faced with an interesting question. It flitted about in the back of my mind as I went about my daily activities. It popped up like an exasperating round of Whack-a-Mole for the better part of an afternoon, bouncing about Arsenic Treatment Vessels in glorious 3D and slithering in and around what seemed like miles and miles of virtually virtual piping. “If she was a real mother and

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Wow, never thought I'd get to use that phrase...ever.So after years of snickering and great mockage of locals who ever thought a ruling body incapable of keeping its own scarred, mangled corpse out of harm's way could/would take the time to smack anyone else down/keep anyone else out, my drive-time epiphany was quite the shocker.For years I've struggled in vain to find some metaphor for my

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OrTo Flee or not to Flee…This may or may not be the most opportune time to post something like this, but the last few days have really got me pondering. And to Ponder is to Mull, and to Mull is to ruin a perfectly good dose of Joyful-Expectation that’s been a long time comin’. How much can one thing own another?I’m not talking about relationships based on esoteric stuff like warm and fuzzy

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And they hate me. Well, Pi does anyway. Phi has no idea that there's anything missing and is bouncing off the furniture. Pi on the other hand is a tiny mass of hate at times and a bundle of pain at others. Why does it work like this? Even in humans it's "Snip Snip Buh-Bye" for men and "I'll trade you a uterus for a wollop of pain" for women.Fuzziness Incarnate has some new additions, and

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It seems that, according to some reasonable-mined individuals (ha!) who believe that there is always a perfectly logical reason for everything (doubly ha!), my ears are in fact not shifting/ roaming/ planning a sight-seeing tour of my nether regions after all. Because in the black and white, rather plain world that is the sensible land of the upright/ uptight/ no-funsees, ears and other external

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Yep, that's right. Me ears be shifty. Okay, shifting. It seems they've tired of their usual placement on the sides of my head and have decided to take a tour of my scalp. So far they've only ventured a bit left, but what if they get more adventurous, if the urge to see the sights that is my cranial region grows to a fever pitch and I awake to find I can hear myself blinking? What if a jaunt

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DISCLAIMER: As I could not be bothered to look up the actual details of this story or verify its validity because all of my strength and will had been previously wasted on a last minute, 10 pm trip to Wal-Mart, do not take the following as anything more than jaded cynicism in a crunchy coating of sarcastic humor (much like all the other things that spew forth from this swirly of disaster I call

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Phase 1 Complete: Target 1 Eliminated.Phase 2 Beginning...Target 2 Locked...Commence Demolition in 5...4...3...2..............

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I hate cell phones. Despite the emergency capabilities, in the long run they are useless little bits of insurance liability despite the amount of bit-ty crap you can cram in one or the cute little stickers I can slap on my RazR. I hate people who drive with them. I hate people who can’t go 2 minutes without chatting with some other vapid, cell-phone junkie. I hate people who think they don’t look

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"Mastermind". Introverted intellectual with a preference for finding certainty. A builder of systems and the applier of theoretical models. 2.1% of total population.Jung Personality Test (similar to Myers-Briggs/MBTI) You Are 70% WeirdYou're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

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Been a while since I mentioned the newest members of our dysfunctional cohabitation, but I've finally removed all the pics off the phone. So without further (or maybe just a teeny bit less than usual) ado I give you: Pi (a.k.a Piewackett) Phi (prounounced Fee, a.k.a Feeny) with a side of PiAnd for anyone wondering if Sir Conner of the Large Buttocks will be able to survive obscene doses of

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In Midland for another training. Flew in this time, so that means no transportation, no freedom… The upside is I have a great deal of free time to wax moronic; such as:As much as man likes to believe he is far above and well beyond the average beast in the field, it always surprises and saddens me when we revert to our baser selves. For example:Men, women, children and the occasional dog

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Long live Pickle- the coolest fishie that ever was.No other pet has loved glam rock so much nor been quite so adept at teasing Conner into hysterics.You will be missed.I'll add a newer pic as soon as I get off my grieving ass and upload them.

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That is all; carry on.

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Since the beginning of man's ability to think of himself as the superior (albeit just as fuzzy) animal on the planet, great advances have been made. We can fly like birds and swim like fish and eat smaller, cuter animals on toast with a sprig of parsley. Each generation has contributed something of value somehow (we're not going into the righteous f-ups here; just the good/quirky/not so evil).

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I've put up with being insulted...I've put up with my family being insulted...Now that my job's been belittled by a veritable welfare whore can I please, Please, Please just do what I do best and destroy, Destroy, Destroy?!?No, I have to keep quiet. I have to be the "better person" (what ever the hell that means in a situation where the target can't remember what they had for breakfast yesterday

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One day, a long, long time ago in a land that had never heard of nonsense like "Down-Sizing" and "$750 Sneakers" and "PETA" a man (or a woman; I'm an equal-opportunity kind of gal) wandered through a beautiful field bursting with flowers and grass and eeny wittle bunnies. And in this meander he came across a large, smelly, creature with pendulous breast-like contraptions dangling about its

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Why Not to Annoy Lin after She was Trapped on a Planewith Baby-Germs and a Woman Eating Something thatSmelled like Feet and Pits and other Corporeal Cavernous CrevicesI recently received this via e-mail (an e-mail address not directly linked to this blog, by the way, so that narrows down the suspects quite a bit): Mind your own business has sent you a link to a weblog:For someone who is so damn

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That's it. Just wanted to put that little thought out into the world and see what depravity it unearthed.But really, the orphans (currently in foster care as I am not a baby-person and would have more than likely accidentally flushed them or something) are officially a boy and girl.They've currently got a real Flintstone's vibe going - big, bulky boy and teeny, cutesy female.The only difference

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Actually it should be more like:Long Live the Onion Ring! Viva la Listerine!!!It's a training day, and I made a bad lunch choice this afternoon. Well, not really 'bad' per se. More like 'Downright Mean.' But my love of Onion Rings shall now be quashed!!! Luckily today didn't require any major one-on-one tutoring at a student's desk so offense was kept to a minimum (I hope). Bad, bad, tasty

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I'm not going to even try to sort out the political ramifications of speaking against anyone's religion, especially not when there are so many different angles to consider and countless ways to piss someone off. But I will ask blatantly hypothetical questions and be very disgruntled when I don't receive responses.1. Dear Mr. The Pope: Why!?! That's it. Just 'Why?' I know all those Vatican

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I've been out of my element before. Hell, I spend, at a minimum, 9 hours a day in an office smothered in slacks and polo shirts. But when I think about tomorrow I choke down bile and fear (oddly enough the combination tastes like spinach).What is the irresistible appeal of hitting a ball that has never done you or your loved ones or very likely complete strangers any harm, playing hide and go

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Came to the realization... or did it really come to me? I was driving at the time so I may very well have slammed into the realization's ethereal ass smashing it into a kazillion teeny pieces and thereby inadvertently absorbing the light bulb of another. Is there a term for the rape of an epiphany? Do we already call this Congress? Wait, where was I? ...Somehow this idea was formed in my

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I'd just finished a book fraught with human misery and after running across a friend's glowing recomendation for an audio-book he'd just finished listening to, I thought 'I can use a pick-me-up. Hey, this one sounds good. I shall trust this man's judgement and read this book about socialite-wannabe vampires and their love of shoes.'(I sound much more mature in my own head) Off I went to B&N with

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Five years ago today I was sitting in front of the TV with my dad watching the 9/11 newscasts. All I can remember other than the sight of the towers coming down was the fact that for once he had nothing to say; for once in the 22 years I had known him, my dad was quiet. No complaining. No old-man commentary. He just sat and stared with this look of utter disbelief on his face. He'd seen war and

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Yep. Ran out of steam after one cut and paste, so here's a link. All previous instances of my brain betraying my true nature can be found at:http://techiehoodoo.spaces.live.com/Along with pics and random literary tidbits.

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Stolen from MSN - the Archives (complete with typos but minus formatting cause I'm too lazy to make things pretty.)August 21, 2006I feel so used!Still mulling this over since Friday. It's taken that long for the sporadic blurtings of WTF! to subside.On Friday I went to a movie. Not just any movie, mind you; a movie far beyond the realms of what I consider worth 8 bucks and 2 hours of my life, but

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Got the whole "You use what to blog!?!" so I guess I'll be moving all my MSN stuff on over here soon (in my life soon could mean when I'm old gray and about to croak tho). In defense of my obvious mistake (obvious in this sentence really means - "Don't rightly give a poo but MSN is popping up way too many errors so what the heck.") it is easier to post and looks much more ADD friendly with

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