Went up to Calumet last night on a "dirty tour" - cruising the locals bars-
Caught a couple of cover bands and their drunken entourages. We left one bar after we yelled "Play Crazy Train!" and they did. The next bar we entered had a band, and the first song they played after we got there was "Crazy Train."

PLUS, get this, the guys in the first band were drinking Zima.

I am not making this up.

Plus, they had cup holders that looked like they cost $30 a pop attached to their mic stands. Wow.

Drove hom ein the thick fog, listening to a mix tape I made when I was sixteen, full of the Dead Milkmen and the Ramones.

Moving slow today.

a soul survivor.

listening to the hour of slack while scanning profiles of holes we dug last summer.

buying stock in EPT. expect sales to increase dramatically.

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recalling the first and last time I drank a Zima. Knocked my ass for a loop, it did.

:-/

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not what i should be.

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watching the hillsides fall down onto the roads.

being sick. eating toasted cheese sandwiches. cleaning out my email.

Really contemplating taking the rest of the day off.
I can't completely slack off, though, There Is another book to read.

Firstly, weird not wierd. Check out the pager message. I'm a stickler for spelling. Still designing our web page, still reading Frontpage98, still finding references to this site. Still waiting for the builders to come and take the roof off of my house. Still drinking Diet Coke. Still noticing how there are people putting on lights in the office block opposite you. Who GOES to work at that time in the evening?

Still getting there

Warning PJ to stay away from that Zima shit. It's nothing but Madison Avenue's attempt to revamp market malt liquor & sell it to Whitefolks.
Keep it up & you'll be shopping at The Gap if you don't watch it...

telling R.C. the one and only Zima experience for me was like 4 years ago. Never went back. :-)

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Contemplating exactly what I can do, now that I have r00t on the campus server...

Welcome to 0wned.edu...

Contemplating exactly what I can do, now that I have r00t on the campus server...

Welcome to 0wned.edu...

having the morning cup a joe and pondering the final five minutes of pre-work relaxation at my desk.

A friend of mine unloaded two bottles of Zima on us about three years ago. We keep it in the back of the fridge as a litmus test. Someday, sometime in the distant future, a guest will open our fridge and say, "Wow, you got Zima? I LOVE that stuff!!" and we will immediately set the dogs on them with a stern warning never to return. Everyone else passes the test.

Lurking. I've been lurking lately. Don't want to repeat myself and all that. Glad to hear that "The Other Sister" was good since I have the most HUMONGOUS crush on that teeny tiny little darling Giovanni Ribesi (as precocious as I was sexually, he only barely escapes being able to have been my child). OOOOOH, he's thinking cute, that's my favorite kind. People seem to want to attribute that quality to Ben Affleck, but I don't get it. Maybe I equate thinking too much with being geeky. Huh.

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enjoying the cover photos, and hoping sorabji isn't endangering his life to get them.

Ok, who was it in North Carolina, Chapel Hill last night at the wrestling match? I saw a "Hello from SORABJI" poster that someone was waving, but only for a breif second.

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Well, the roof is coming off, as I sit here typing. Glad I'm not in the house underneath all that banging and crashing. It's 9.41am Wednesday here.

remember crystal pepsi? now that really was a sign of the times. what were they thinking Billy? maybe you have some insight into the marketing of this one. what exactly would be the appeal of clear cola? i guess they figured that the extent of america's moronic consumerism had no limits. but the buck stopped at crystal pepsi. whoduh thunkit?

actually, i think that's what zima must be. crystal pepsi with alcohol content. see? those bastards win either way.

me, i'm just trying to catch up with life. in order to really do it i'll need a month off and 250 thousand in cash - unmarked, unsequential bills. in lieu of that i'll be pissing on litmus for the next week and praying a lot.

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a) malcontent
b) maladroit
c) maniacal
d) morbid
e) FUCK YOU, IT'S ARMAGIDEON TIME.

thanks for playing.

Going to bed...I wish I could just sleep for a couple of days straight. I'm totally fuckin' exausted.

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watching bridges to babylon, funny coincidence

boy do i feel like an idiot.

how could i have forgotten this? this body of mine CAN'T make babies. at least not the normal way (whatever that means). it's just been so LONG since i've even had to worry about it.

well, i'm glad that's over. we all can relax now. i'll call Wall Street and the Associated Press.

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only imagining why Danipoo is so "fucking" exhausted.

I think it must have something to do with a very large variety of daily vitamins.

Now if you could only find that ONE vitamin that does the trick, you'd be all set. Kinda like when we were little and all problems were solved by Flintstone's Chewables.

Hmmmm. Maybe if you took a couple of Bamm Bamm's daily....

*Jimbabe is giggling madly to himself*

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do you think someone could list the contents of 'zima' so i can figure out why it is the drink of the devil?

other than that:
eating a late lunch

out of AK-47s. Please quit calling, they have all been sold.

Your a NUT Jimbabe!!! My MULTI-vitamins are what keep life energetic and FUN....the exaustion that cums along with it is just a very small price to pay.

Uh, I'd like a BAMM-BAMM vitamin dammit...where do I find them?!?!?

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Sarah-
never underestimate Pepsi's ability to underestimate the intelligence of the public. I mean if we're stupid enough to fund a multi-billion dollar empire by buying excessive quantities of colored sugar water, who's to say we're not dumb enough to buy excessive quantities of non-colored sugar water too?

BTW: Pepsi One is doing pretty well, and isn't that just Diet Pepsi with a bit more caffeine and sugar?

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sarah, you aren't going to force me to lecture you about the means that lead to your end, or lack thereof, are you? don't make me come out there and beat you, girlfriend.

school is cancelled today. it's windy as a motherfucker. it's actually quite exciting. i think i may clean my house.

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Here's a drink we used to do in college (for a very short time):

Take a glass. Pour a couple shots of Crystal Comfort into it (see-through SoCO). Then fill the glass the rest of the way with Crystal Pepsi. TO this very day, I have never tasted anything like it.

Shitty weather here too. Been rather warm, so a lot of snow started melting, then we had a cold snap last night and it started snowing again, which means the streets are sheer ice. I barely made it off the hill I live on.

starting to think i've been promoted to the senior position in order to orchestrate the burn out of all my team members.

never agree to fight a land war in south east asia, and never attempt to support a multinational insurance conglomerate whose main contacts act shiftier than undercover VC before the tet offensive.

a new nine year study came out today. the findings indicate that people in new york are nine times more likely to die from heart attacks than people anywhere else in the country. according to the new study, the mere act of just visiting this concrete jumgle increases your risk of suffering a fatal coronary by 33%.

taking into consideration my location, temperament, and work stress levels, i figure i've got until about next week wednesday before i keel over clutching my chest while muttering some incomprehensible shit about how i should have never left the caribbean...


"just remember... to kick it over... no one will save you... it's armagideon time."

-willie williams

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Well, Swine, just make sure you're clutching the deadman's switch to that nuclear device you have hiden away underneath your corp's HQ....

not accepting personal checks. So there is still one AK left. Call now, operators are standing by.

The reports are true Swine. However, most of the people who die of heart attacks in NY do so as a result of sticker-shock while apartment-hunting. The rest keel over during their 1st cab ride w/a non-English speaking driver.

You live in Jersey & you're multi-lingual
/so you're safe.

Enjoy The Alexis. And be sure the check out that Aveda Spa for me.... (I'm soooo jealous!)

telling Danipoo that the secret to getting Bamm Bamm vitamins stays with ME until I get some corn muffins.

:-P

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making a list of people who I'll be willing to help move to NY.

and checking it twice. gonna find out who's tawdry and who's ice.

Wowee! Sorabji caught the Sasquatch on film! I wondered where ol' Uncle Louie had gotten himself off to. Now I know he's in NY.

coming down off a minor adrenaline buzz.

i had an interview this morning for a full-time writing job. about the same pay what i make now, better health benefits, much less vacation/sick leave.

i already know they want to hire me. i mean, i was ASKED to interview for the position because i've been doing freelance work for them. but it's hard... i don't know. i'm ready for a change, but my current job is so comfy, and by no means do i dread going to work as it is.

but this new one could be an important career move. but i lose all that radical vacation time...

oh man. what do i do?

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Thinking sarah should weigh more options than she told us, such as:
opportunities for advancement
additonal future benefits
etc, etc...

Or, Basically, what's more important, your career or your free time?

i do not believe that work = life. but unfortunately we have to work to make money to survive.

my life really happens when i'm not at work, so free time is not important, it's crucial.

i see this new potential job as a stepping stone. the goal isn't a high-paying high-power position and upward mobility. i could give a fuck about those things.
the goal, really, is just to some day soon be able write full time from home, my home being a small house on a big piece of land in the country (preferably in maui) with dogs and cats and an organic garden. but that's a goal, and i have to keep on being happy with life day to day.

i always try to look at the big picture. keeping it simple. but it makes these little decisions somehow a little harder.

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Sounds good, but if you want any land anywhere in Hawaii you'd better want a very high paying job - real estate prices there are completely unbelievable. I hear St. Croix is nice...

whoa...
i'm multlingual?

you must just be giving me credit for being able to talk shit *and* the queen's english in the same breath...
anyway, i haven't been bilingual since i left tamil nadu. and even then i was only really bilingual on paper.
as far as the heart-attack thing goes, since i spend almost all my waking hours in manhattan/brooklyn and generally only sleep across the hudson in JC, i doubt the state line will help matters. the urban stress-gods still have your ass in sight when you're just seven minutes outside of the jungle.
anyway, i like it like that, coronary episode or no.


and sarah (what is that term you use? nectar podling? puss dumpling?)

anyway, you should do whatever makes you happy.

just figure out what makes you happy first.

http://www.futile.com/indexflash.html

taking enough medication so that my heart rate slows to close to zero, so I can pass the pre-employment physical. When I did it the first time, the doc said your blood pressure is so high you should be having a stroke right now. Ok, so I was a little keyed up, did some yoga, bio-feedback, etc. and she took it again. Same numbers. Called my own doc, said I must pass this test, give me some drugs. He did, I took them, now I need to get tested again. I talked with my friendly pharmacist to find out if I can take too much, because I intend to really load up before the exam. She said, well I cannot tell you to do that, but what you were given is not the highest dose available, and it will last about twelve hours in your body. So, tomorrow morning I get a blood level going, think placid thoughts and take the test again. Then I can go to work. Why they care if a Planner has hypertension is beyond me, unless they just don't want to pay up if I die on their time.

Alas for poor Lame Duck, he is not up to the task and we are calling for a stand-in stud to keep the girls happy. My friend with all the ducks says she will lend me an Indian Runner who is "real good at it" until they settle and start laying. Meantime, I have brought LD back into the house, after I found him upside down in the ditch, cast aside discourteously by those hens. The cats are getting used to having him waddle around the kitchen, but I'll never trust them.

My bulbs are starting to bloom, jonquils, then flags, then tulips, then the ranunculi, my favorites. There is a place not too far from here called Daffodil Hill, where there are hundreds of acres of daffies all blooming at the same time. You can go and just meander through the fields. I may do that to get the blood pressure down; if only they could take the test in a field of daffies, I know I would pass. I'll take some with me, just in case.

the FBI has left us alone, given up on the missing women. I have lost all hope of getting the reward $$$ by having the Hound Dog discover them. Anyway, they are not wanted Dead or Alive, just Alive.

It must be providential, because I got this job just as I ran out of ylang-ylang, my source for which is just a block away from my office. See, it's all connected.

3/5/99, 0:06 AM
sarah is:

i searched through my massive email archives looking for that drivers lisence that swine sent to me via email once upon a time, before he inevitably learned how evil i am.

or was it psychotic? or neurotic? oh well, i can't remember now. oh wait, i do remember. i think it was "too sensitive". and maybe those other things as well.

in any case, is today your birthday, podling? i was looking for the birthdate on the license. if not, it's coming up real soon, and i hate to miss birthdays. it's the only proper excuse to send cheesy bluemountain animated e-greeting cards.

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shit. and i never did send you that Ben Harper tape either, did i?

bad sorabjiite. no bean dip.

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Saaar-ah! Take the job! Change can be such a good thing -- esp.when it pushes us out of our little comfort zones.

You don't have to write for this new place forever. But if you've stretched yrself as far as you can in yr present gig/why not try something new?

And the lesser bennies are great leverage for you -- tell them you want more $$ to make up for
the med. coverage & sick time you'll be losing if you come to work for them. They came after you/so you're holding all the aces in this particular hand.


And Sheila -- I have never in my life had to take a blood pressure test for a job! Just a urine test/or an M.D's note from my most recent physical/was always enuf. Are you sure this isn't an age-discrimination thing? You're only planning the neighborhood -- not building it from scratch!

telling the podling sarah that she should damn well know that i've got much love for her and to STOP BEING SO DAMNED SENSITIVE! know and trust yourself. and also know that it's nowhere in my nature to be non-judgmental or all-accepting. yeah, i think some of the ways you've portayed yourself are completely wack, but that comes from *my* perspective.

anyway, i think essentially you're a damn sweet person who has had to take too many punches from the world.

i know it's not fair, but nothing is fair in this world. you fight for everything, then keep on fighting to keep what you've got. i don't know how relevant that is...

anyway, don't sweat what i kid you about (we all have defense mechanisms), don't suffer too much about the past (try to learn from mistakes - you know that) and don't cry for things that aren't worth your tears.

i don't think you're evil.
and i don't know you well enough to call you either neurotic or psychotic. i sure as hell don't want to hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it. (and i don't think you do)

"puss dumpling" was just a play on "nectar podling" that cracked me the hell up. (it still does) i didn't think about it too much.

anyway, my birthday is on the 11th.

and despite what you may think:
i still got your back.

maybe someday i can teach you how to be stronger in the face if adversity, and you can teach me how to be sensitive to things i stopped being sensitive to a long time ago.

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y'know...

now that i think about it... fuck all that shit..

where the hell is my ben harper tape?

thank you for the ted bundy's site

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puttabullit doooooon forgeet the moooon.

Swine - maybe the more important lesson you can impart is to teach sarah how to be stranger in the face of adversity. This seems to confuse it and send it running to the hills.

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implementing the EXPO dry erase pen/Callistoga mineral water bottle trick.

1. remove cap from EXPO Series No. 83000 Chisel Tip dry erase marker.

2. remove cap from 10 fl oz bottle Calistoga Sparkling Mineral Water.

3. Drink 2 gulps from bottle.

4. Insert pen, point first, into bottle until firmly lodged in bottle.

5. With thumb over the end of pen, shake bottle with great vigor.

6. Coax pen from bottle with thumbs.

Pen forcefully ejects in a cloud of CO2 and mineral water. It is really quite exciting. Especially in a cubicle of limited dimensions.

Yes, this is my job.

additional research notes:

Lemon flavored bottles have a wider mouth than orignal flavor, and are therefore useless.

Generally you can get two good shots per bottle. The third shot is generally of limited produce. Just like me.

Hating microsoft and their stupid excel 5.o, which is totally counter-intuitive. Also hating the person who removed the excel book from our lab.
Leaving in disgust.

thanking swine. really - it means a lot. all that button pushing aside, in more ways than i could explain i do think you're the coolest...

even though you refuse to accept that James Brown is a mightier force of funk and soul than Funkadelic any day.

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{ducking}


oh, and send me your mailing address, alright podling?

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Numbing my ass in my seat at work.

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sheeeit.

i know that Brother James is the Godfather of Soul.

but you just can't deny that the P Funk All Stars are the Baddest MothaFuckas in The World.

anyway, i love all that shit. it's part of me like a major organ... or My Major Organ.

so funk this, baby.

e-mail down below.

and funk, too.

LOVE POWER PEACE
Live at the Olympia, Paris.
1971
the year of my birth

aint that funky?

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Wee Hack!

listening to Ziggy Marley and the Melody Makers.

Going to attempt excel again. or maybe not.

getting ready to go home and get set for massive heart attack jam session tonite.

losing all respect for myself after buying a six-pack of "Tequiza" on a whim, and then being semi-surprised after discovering that it tastes like an evil mixture of budweiser pissed out of Pepe Lopez's bladder and rotten limes fermented in a monkey's ass.

Billy, this better not be your fault.

damn that was nasty.
ruined my plans of spending a quiet evening at home, too.

to hell with it.

i'm going to the bar.

http://www.tequiza.com/WeLoveTequiza.htm

age discrimination?

i should be so lucky.

Swine -- I can't believe you went for THAT okey-doke!

Tequiza my ass! That stuff is urine collected from Spanish Harlem winos for the piss-in- a-cup drug screens they take so they can sell their erythrocytes to the bloodbank
in midtown.

Stick to the tried & true -- Hornitos (which Nate turned me onto -- Gracias, Jefe!) or Patron.

And be careful out there in the lunatic NY nite. I hear NYC is getting to be the Wild , Wild Northeast thanks to Guliani & his shoot-first-ask- questions-later law enforcement techniques.

And Sheila -- I assume you've done the requesite reasearch on this blood pressure drug you've chosen to take. When's the next test? Or did you pass already? You never mentioned what yr drug of choice was... But can't you take something safer -- like Percodan or Vicodin -- to lower yr blood pressure? I'm just saying that those of us who have indulged recreationally in painkillers can assure you of what a safe dosage is to get the desired effect. Those drugs also lower b.p.

Be sure you have a cuff handy/to monitor yrself.

Have a care, Sheila -- the ducks wd be utterly lost if anything happened to the likes of you. Not to mention the goats. And the usual suspects here.

yeah, well i guess curiosity did a bit more than just kill the cat...

i remember the first time i noticed that the subway was plastered with ads for that miseryswill. i laughed out loud that anheuser-busch had the gall to even *attempt* to market such an obviously WACK concoction...
and now look at me...
if microbrew connoisseurship were an ancient japanese tradition, i'd have to commit hari-kari right now...
good thing i'm neither japanese nor a connoisseur.

ran into my older sister at the bar. she talked to my brother the other day and it looks like our niece/nephew is going to be born in Rome...

i've bee cracking-up thinking about what Uncle Ivan would think. that old man has been living in London for the past 40 years and refers to all white people there as "the natives". he's like a west-indian Archie Bunker.

i'm dying to call him up and ask him what he thinks about the new Guyanese-American/Italian branch of the family...

but i figure i oughtta get myself written into the will first...

Stanley Kubrick
1928-1999

We'll meet again;
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But I know we'll meet again,
Some sunny day.

Tequiza.

not responsible.

thank god.

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everybody clap your hands
movin in on a one night stand
eveybody clap your hands
here it comes
it's the shocker

Here's a quote from a Pepsi memo for you...

"Kids Meal Packaging:

Here's a fun way to generate awareness of Pepsi to the consumers of tomorrow... build brand affinity early with kids."

I'm having problems keeping my lunch down.

I've gotta get out of this job.

I need a Tequiza.

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http://www.adbusters.org/spoof-ads/ethiceze.html

http://www.adbusters.org/spoof-ads/ethiceze.html

So, did you model for that ad, Billy? Just kiddin.

Farewell, Joe DImaggio.

Now, who will be next in the Celebrity ring O death? (2 down, One to go)

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away

getting ready to head home, watch wrasslin' and read about Excel5.0 and see what I screwed up.

dying
just like
everyone else
in this fucking world

Wondering if Kubrick ever managed to finish "Eyes Wide Shut" before he departed to that great editing room in the sky.

And hoping someone will be kind enuf to always keep fresh flowers on DiMaggio's grave now that he too is gone.

[Had a bad dream last nite that Yo-Yo Ma died suddenly after a prolonged secret illness. May heaven forbid it!]

Contemplating, in the midst of my intoxication, why life is so difficult sometimes...

And I suppose one response would be that, it allows you to appreciate all the good things. Without a comparison, would we know how good we have it, most days?

I really should go to bed. And dream of aromatic compounds, and innovative reductions performed on unsuspecting secondary benzyl alcohols...

The candle flickers, and silently dies...

But I get to take calculus next term!!! WHOOOO!!! It's been so long since I got to take a calculus course... Just haven't been able to fit it in... Eigenvectors, here I come!!!

And I'm wondering how Chordata is doing.

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kubrick finished eyes wide shut last week. all it needs is the titles. there was someone else who finished their last great work and died the next day but the name escapes me. the sad thing is that there are so few like him left, artists working in film, 'poetry in motion'.

let's just hope malick doesn't disappear for another twenty years

Joanne, maybe it was John Houston after wrapping up "The Dead?"

Semillama, *spooky* I was thinkin' the same thing but didn't wanna say it. These things do always come in three's though.

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that is a good question. how is chordata doing?

i am sitting, drinking my coffee, as i always do on weekday mornings. cleo just stumbled into the room, so my peaceful morning reverie ends now. good day, all.

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so happy. so incredibly goddamn intoxicated stupid happy. this is my life! i made this life, right here, that i am living. and it's great. it's so great sometimes i just cry because it's all just here, a product of my creation. this job, this incredible fucking job, it's mine. my incredible city, i moved here. my incredible boyfriend, i found him. my shaved head, i made my boss do it.

christ! do i deserve this? yes i do, goddammit, because i put myself in it.

this is it. this is where i am right now as a combined product of all the good hard work and all the fucking up and all the growing up and here i am.

pinch myself pinch myself pinch myself.

life is so good. and then i'll die and sink back into the goddamn glorious earth that fed me and loved me. fuck heaven. this is where i want to be. this is where i want my carbon atoms to break up and leech into the ground. this is where i want my soul to rest.

hurrah for life! hurrah for death!

oh, and the weed out here is really fucking tasty.

3/9/99, 1:23 PM
Billy is:

jonesing for your happiness and your weed.

Sem- how about that actor from the Postman? He died just after they finished shooting.

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figuring Chordata must be having a great time, which would explain why we don't hear from her as often.

glad to hear you're loving life! rock on, girl.

what's the job? who's the dude? i'd ask you what color your hair is now.... but... ;-)

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Being bored at work--nothing new.
Reminds me of Mark Amerika's kind of thing.

http://php.indiana.edu/~blwarren

staring at a great big glass of milk.



i'm experiencing fear.






{help}

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sticking her nose in.

drink it.


seriously.

marvelling over the number of jobs that are so much more important than this one but pay so much less.

able to relate to that. I go into work some days and feel like "The Man". Sometimes I want to quit, but, as you said, the good jobs don't pay as much.

It's a bit of a trap. I'm just waiting to make my escape.

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just found out that I'm being very seriously considered for the archaeologist position I really want, plus it PAYS, which is suprising.

Of course, the interview is at the Society for American Archaeology Conference in Chicago, and since I'm not a member (yet), I have to pay a lbig registration fee. But it'll be worth it to get the job.

Here's to getting paid to do what you enjoy!

in this discussion of work i'd just like to put forward that i've been here for two hours, have seen no incoming work save two phone calls that lasted a total of 9 minutes 16 seconds.

In which time I've made more than a small village of asian nike employees do in a week.

hooray for capitalism. hooray for dumb luck.

just found out I got hired for that job!

Semillama parties to-nite!

In the old days people said: It is too bad that things do not go in the
world as the preacher preaches. Maybe that time will come, especially
with the aid of philosophy, when they can say: Fortunately things do not
go as the preacher preaches, for there is still some meaning in life,
but there is none is his sermons.

f i n
d
i n g m e t
h o d
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stockpiling ammo.

Simon, why are you stockpiling ammo? It's a worry.
We have the new framework up for the house extension and the windows in. Next is the roof tiles. They are covering the walls with this blue stuff at the moment.
It's a dull Thursday afternoon in Sydney, 16.08pm
I finally decided to get my nose pierced. I know it's tame, but then I am.

congratulating Semillama!!! Cheers!

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considering stealing this code for his own use

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drinking too much.

me and the girlfriend finally broke up this week. 2 & 1/2 years. wow.

And while it feels weird and the prospect of living alone again (no-one to confide in, less frequent sex) has it's bad points, I think days later I'm actually over it.

I mean fuck it, I haven't been really happy in the relationship for ages. And all I have to do is look at some of my old posts here if I forget it for a minute.

Sure I'll have a few weeks of excessive drinking to take the edge off, but as I remember, excessive drinking and meaningless random sex is just nature's way of helping you get over this sort of thing.

On a brighter note, I saw Run DMC last nite and they rocked the house. Damn.

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wishing swine a happy birthday, and hoping he will call or email with the new hotel he is staying in, as i have lost it.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. SWINE.

Have a glorious day, a safe trip, and come home happy and soon.

I'm telling the goats that it's your birthday, and we're having a small celebration involving funny hats and apples and cookies, in your honour.

in need of a job. Also really bored and preparing a batch of photos to send to Jones Soda. Wish me luck.

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Also,playing with his brand-spankin' new webpage. Not real pretty yet, but it's fun to hit reload and watch the fortunes and graphic. Yay.
Hmm. Need to return the Never Ending Story. It's a 7-day rental... It's been 6.

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happy birthday, swine podling. hope you didn't go to work today and instead did something celebratory.


but, uh, don't do anything i wouldn't do.

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you did find that girl with the green leather bag, just as i had been hoping you would do.

so now what?

of course, she is wearing casual clothing that costs more than most of us make in a year, but that's ok, you have the great new job, right?

i had my hair that colour once, but when i turned ninety i decided i could no longer get away with it.

sitting..
slackjawed still.
starwars episode trailer.
2 min. 30 sec.
omg. makes me feel like a kid again.

funny that i anticipate this more than anything else right now...

-kC-

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haveing took a beautiful woman to lunch today, i turn towards the homeward journey with happy thoughts.

ruing
ruining
ruminating

o.k. it's too late to wish you a Happy Birthday Mr. Schweinikins on the actual anniversary of the blessit event, butsoanyway may you be enjoying your little self out there in the real world of taste sensations and not sitting in front of a damn computer at 4 a.m. in the morning. Rrrrrrrh!

broken heart don't feel so bad...

ain't got half of what you thought you had.

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Waking up to another beautiful day!

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floating in a warm cloud.

last night i woke up at 1am and couldn't return to slumbers unassisted. at 4am i chugged some nyquil.

shortly thereafter, before slipping into chemical sleepy, i realized i would be required to wake in two hours.

it was quite a struggle, and the drive over the hill was almost scary, but now i am here.

in my warm cloud.

met the most beautiful woman last night...
she came home with me and we laughed and played on my computer for hours..

she has the most wonderful smile.

she also has a boyfriend.

....
nothing is easy is it?

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my ex-girlfriend (feels weird to say that) moves out tomorrow. Went out last night with a gorgeous Irish girl. Made out in the back of a cab at 5 in the morning. Waking up for work at 7:30 was a bitch.

I haven't dated an American in over 4 years.

Don't know why, maybe I'm just not patriotic.

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having the silliest scrabble spat ever.

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thinking about first kisses...
that moment that can define so much, over so quick but leaves such an impression..

xoxox

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Thinking that there's not a first time fo reverything.

wondering if this could be the day that shapes the rest of my life...

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pounding coffee and getting getting myself psyched up for yet another date with the milk drinker tonight.

he makes me laugh. i mean, really really laugh, until i'm snorting very unfemininely and we're both rolling on the ground and gasping for air. more fun yet more painful that sit-ups. i ache for days afterward. from laughing, that is.

i bought us tickets to see Beck next month. i hope he hangs around that long.

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thinking if the milk drinker does not stick around, he could be persuaded to be his replacement for a beck show....

:P

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wondering if mark is about to strap explosives about his body and shut down sorabji's host for good.

Somebody's lookin' to getting smacked by the Stark Fist of Wrath, I'll sure say. Whoever's messin' around with the Time Control, take it elsewhere!

scratching his head.

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About to take a final that I'm not really prepared for. It's in communications, which is the really ironic part, because I would be better prepared for it, IF my communications skills were better...

Why is it that problems with the opposite sex always come at the most inopportune times?

And yes, there's a fallacy involved in the first part of that, but I can't figure which one, and I'm about to be late... It has to do with the fact that better communication skills when dealing with interpersonal relationships are only part of the dynamic. She has her own agenda, as do I, and the question of the day is: Can they Co-incide?

Outta here,

Mack.

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Going to go buy some tickets for a concert that it tonight. I think I'm going to end up going alone, because all the friends I have either don't want to go, or I didn't ask them because I hate going to concerts with them. It's not a big arena concert, it's in a small club (Toad's Place, New Haven), so it shouldn't be too bad. The music better be good.

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who you going to see?

I myself am going to a free showing of "smoke signals" tonite on campus.

wondering what sorabji.com will look like tommorow...

pausing, because what if I write something really profound, or sublimely silly, or pithily piquant, and it's not there tomorrow?
...

smoking a cigarette and writing a script.

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at wit's end.

we hired a fucking reject.

goddamnit.

Returning an e-mail to Mom-in-law. She's so fuckin' weird sometimes I have no clue what the hell she is even talking about. She writes me these e-mails that are like 34,872 words long ( a tad exageration there) and when I write my return mail back to her, I can only think of like 20 words to write her. Thats what awesome pain killers and top shelf vodka does to you I guess.
But, there are certain other people that I could sit here for days and write to. One time I sat at my desk and typed an e-mail to a friend for 3 1/2 hours straight. I could have kept going and written a fuckin' best selling book probably but my eyes were really tired and I started seeing like 3 of everything so I cut it short.
My Sirengirl called me the other day out of the clear blue. It was a nice surprise.
I went over to my friend Crazy Claudia's house today to do lunch and she was showing me the lake in her backyard. I look over to my left and there I see 2 geese looking things screwin' like beasts in the corner of the lake.
I was sickened at the sight. Didnt do lunch for sure after that.
Back to this damn e-mail now I guess.

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i used to work at toad's place. oh, the stories i could tell you...

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realizing that on March 21st i will have been drug free for 30 days.

it's not so painful. i could probably do it another 30 days.

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