Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
I prefer etha-holic
I think I like it better because, while alcoholism is regarded as a disease, more often people have ethaholism, which is a cop-out. I would like to enter a treatment program to avoid incarceration. I'm entering treatment (to avoid losing my job). I can shorten my sentence with a treatment program. Thank goodness Jack Daniels mixes well with the free coffee offered at 11:00 at night in the bottom of a dimly-lit building.
I can have the taxpayers pay for my treatment and the cancer I get from smoking cigarettes like others breathe oxygen. I'll sue the tobacco industry for my addiction and its side effect of chronic fatigue syndrome that made me lose my job of six days.
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007
nothing in my email, likely nothing up my sleeve
I requested material from work ... I got nothing in email. I expect there to be a big pile of nothing waiting for me at work as well. Gee ... shocking ... I do lots for work, ask for something simple and get nadda.
And the GM asks me why I am "possibily at odds" with other "m"s.
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and to this ... I say
Shit!
I hope shit ends and that the wind is sweeter than I smell.
Tood, Michelle ... blessings and luck to you and I pray and hope that things turn out what should be.
Damn, damn, damn!
Separation is ugly and hope that it turns to be that and only that. Divorce is ugly to the the bone!
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w-grrr--ork
I have had my fill of career middle management persons. Hello! We're the do-nothings, how can we annoy you?
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Monday, June 25, 2007
I wasn't on drugs and it wasn't as entertaining
I re-watched Yellow Submarine, Beatles movie. I think the catchphrase for the movie should have been -- "be sure to pop acid and do some opiates about 30 minutes prior to viewing". Far from the illustruous wonder of the 60s, you're left with poor segue mish-mash of songs.
I saw it when I was a kid, and as I've never done drugs, I suppose I missed out then as well. As an adult now, I can see clearly where the acid would have been a great augmentation to the movie. Those partaking would render, "Ohs, ahs, and whoas" like fireworks audience and surfers.
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Sunday, June 24, 2007
funny thing about sleep
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Saturday, June 23, 2007
wing-dang doodle
I put together something, but it is guaranteed, just a work portfolio thing. It would be like the introduction of tabs to a browser (FireFox) for someone who doesn't use the internet.
"I just type and play Solitaire"
So, this hunky-dory razzamatazz thingymajig will mean as much as super-string theory to a goldfish ... spank me!
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tiny thing with string
I saw two kids walking a tiny, palm-sized kitten the other day. I thought where they were walking was dangerous--due to distance from adults and traffic volume of area, but I wasn't going to stop and make myself a target of speculation, rather than my attempt at intervention.
I guess if you get kittens used to leashes, maybe, just maybe, they'll handle them as adult cats. I would not, however place a bet on it.
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I did something else for work today, I hope that I can cash it in for political collateral or gain. I surmise that it's "nice guy" thing that amounts to bup -
kis. (a whole lot of nothing in between)
Struggling with work there are those who seek to vamoose. I bid them well and good luck, for many of them are the dead horse. Despite the amount of whipping --- the horse does not move on its own volition. They are overworked, which leads to feelings of being underpaid. I can certainly see how that comes about. Now ... I don't know salaries and don't want to know.
I said that I would put together a proposal, which is really a rebuttle to a conversation I didn't hear. Suffice to write, I will contend that this person has a right to an expanded cap on salary, regardless of the certain "no", and understandable concern from the management on the salary cap.
Work, in general, isn't hip on raises. They are "the Diet Coke of" raises. +
I will not sign it, but rather allow that person to consider it as potential for negotiating purposes.
I hold in my hand a Marty McFly Polaroid++ of a gravestone with my conscious on it. I pray that it hasn't really died.
+ from Austin Powers, 'just one penny, not enough'
++ allusion to Back To the Future (trilogy), where he twice had a photo that held the 'potential future', one was of of siblings and the other of Doc's headstone.
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Am I positive?
A girl at work, so cute, "Hey! You haven't said anything to me today!" She's so silly. That, ladies and gentlemen, was my highlight at work yesterday.
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Missing Lake mystery solved
Here, there's a story about a lake in Chile that is missing. Some speculate the global warming to is blame, but after investigators probed Jane Fonda, they found out she thought it was, "pretty" and simply bought it from the locals.
"I know, I know. $50 million dollars for a lake? It seems absurd, but for me -- it was great I didn't have to negotiate with them for a lower price."
Chilie has reluctantly admitted that Fonda did approach them for the lake, but have provided no information regarding its sale. Ted Turner off-handily thought that the mountain range would really positively affect the Feung Shui of the ranch. He was seen humming while he jotted done what some people thought was a doodle or a dollar figure.
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Friday, June 22, 2007
friends over ... it got violent
I had over Blaque and they were just talking, but then Jules came over and got really mad at them.
Then it was "what".
Jules piped in, "Say what again!"
"What?"
"Dare ya! I double dare ya!"
Then Jules shot Blaque. It was a real shame.
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Delightful kid
There's a girl at work who has intellectual limitations. That not being a hinderance to her being a great kid. She was teasing me last night, tapping me in the head then blaming others. I think she might have peaked out on her vocational level, but she's great!
No, I'm not disclosing her name.
"Don't tell him your name Marvin!" +
+ Lethal Weapon
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I have a moment so ...
Happy Birthday Lori!
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It's what's for dinner

MR sent a pic to my phone. This wonderful delight is from a vending machine at work, he informed me. Gee, all that and he didn't offer any of this delectable pizza. MR reminded me of school pizza. Yep, that's about right.
Ruddy poor excuse for a so-called pizza. Too bad there isn't a make-your-own station there, with pre-made crust -- you just top and cook it.
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Always after my lucky charms
I was asked again last night if I was Irish. There was a party of four, all of whom claimed guess on my actually nationality. Sadly, they were all wrong. One woman looked Korean, guessed me at Irish, with Spanish language characteristics. The other woman of the four guessed me for English-Irish, and the two gentlemen didn't venture to guess, but noted my strange language.
I guess I have no official language.
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