tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-140525122011-04-22T00:18:18.343-05:00August 2004Batongahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09425461217491511387noreply@blogger.comBlogger1081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14052512.post-1164641143588504352006-11-27T09:20:00.000-06:002006-11-27T09:58:25.123-06:00

Hard to get back to work today.How do you make a greater or less than and equal to sign on your computer? If you can do it in word under symbols, where I am assuming it is located, can you also do it on blogger?I have one of those fancy showerheads with different settings, though I found one and only use it. Strange when you get up and take a shower and it is set on another setting !? Especially

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As Sarah stated, we did not screw up and lose points this past week, and still have a commanding lead headed into the final week. Though I imagine we can screw that up if we try ...So because I know Chris would like to know how stupid we were the other night and which questions we missed here goes ...1. Tallest breed of dog?2. Worlds smallest ocean?3. What does the following morse code sequence

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We can do more than 2 things at UK... apparently this year, we learned how to play football...this is a rare sight this far into the season.But then again Basketball tips off Wednesday night vs. Miami of Ohio... then a few other non conference to a real test in North Carolina.GO BIG BLUE !!!Other than UK athletics am I'm trying to make a good dirty martini at home... so far I am just drunk. But

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$2 dollar bills are becoming the next thing as change/ tips given at Strip Clubs ...per this story.A lot of American Households are about to have to go on beans and rice diets I guess.

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I was pissed off the other day, set off by what I had been reading.Then there is today, where in the span of just a few articles, everything feels exciting, reinvigorated and there is hope.It is wierd what woerds can pull at you.Both of the readings have me thinking and wondering. Both have enthralled me.The first was a little news article I read in the local paper about peanut farmers. And the

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"You may start the day with a fine sense of who you are and where you are going, but by afternoon, the fog settles over the land and you might not be as certain about anything at all. Beneath the surface, you can feel a rumbling, but not strong enough to be an earthquake. Finding your way can be difficult, but you may not have a choice. Trust your imagination to draw you a map."I enjoy reading

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"Joey, do you like gladiator movies?"Yes, Yes I do.Something about those movies from the late 50's early 60's ... those huge over production behemoth like Ben Hur and such ... the ones that are 3 hours... have some huge score written for them and include a cast with thousands of extras ...The Fall of the Roman EmpireIt was bad.... but it wasn't really bad until about 2 hours into this colossal

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I had so much fun this past weekend... I am going to spend all week getting my shit straight for next weekend. It was that fun.Every night was filled with friends and fun. It was a real blast...and if I had gotten arrested, I couldn't blame it on anyone else with my name.HowManyOfMe.comThere is:1person with my namein the U.S.A.How many have your name?Plus sincs I am the only one of me... I had to

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We were packed in there It was 8 to small table made for 4. Luckily we had gotten in early and gotten some seats. Because it was standing room only now. The bar was packed.The waitress came around and we ordered a round of beers, though by the time she got back with our order, some others had joined us and we needed to order more. But when we asked her, she said they were out already. All the

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Dance, Dance, Dance !!Not kidding, though there was probably only one dance in there... not three. But three makes the dancing more dramatic.You see, we had it. And by it, I mean the perfect bar. It wasn't just about the bar though, it was about the layout, the stage, the owners, the location, the band that played and of course the people that showed up.So it was, on Wednesday nights long long

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A place holder post until I can write another... which will be inspired by Sarah's latest post.Until then ....TV!!Awesome Shows ...There is only one awesome show on TV right now and that is Battlestar Galactica. Where else do you get drama, issues of today, philosophical debates and not to mention all the robots and spaceships ... It is truly the best show on television right now. I think the

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Once again October is here. well almost over now ... but it is getting close to that all so big night on the 31st. Which due to the ole work week, looks like all the parties will be on Friday the 27th and Sat. the 28th. I think I am starting to get it ... the whole Holloween thing.I mean I remember doing that as a kid. I remember dressing as a punk as teen with the pillowcase bag to get candy.

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Quakes in Hawaii and New Zealand?Apparently someone in the southern hemisphere has pissed god off.I bet its the mormons. I'm just saying ... Plate tectonics is gay, mormons are all over the place, and all the acts of god(using my insurance slang, i.e. earthquakes), all of the sudden.Not to mention China has been building a wall for a while now to keep out the communists in North Korea.Yea I am

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A month... man I am lazy. or just maybe a little bit busy ...Either way it has been a month, and of course a lot has happened. I do remember thinking of all of these great posts I wanted to write and share. Then I would happily sit on the couch , turn on the TV and all thoughts of blogging would fade away.Though my past month has been filled with fun and adventure and some good stories. I

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It has been a busy week or so.I have learned a few things this past couple of weeks. I have actually been working, and being social and being not good about doing anything relatively healthy. Which brings me to last night.A funny and gross learning lesson.In my profession, I tend to have to attend a lot of night meetings, to present, or many time just sit and listen and maybe get called on to

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Oh what a wicked web we weave when we weave with beer and taco bell. Or something like that.I do get to console myself with 2 hours of college gameday today, so that will be nice. As for the rest of the day ... yea I got stuff to do, I'm cool like that.Cool filled with studying, watching football, drinking with buddies, and a little more football. Not a bad way to start a holiday weekend.I do

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I like Days of Thunder.But that is not my mistake tonight.tonight's error in judgment was trying to get some work done. Well not the work itself, but the place I choose to do the work.About a week ago I received a coupon for a free coffee at the local coffee shop, which also supports free wifi. So seeing as how I have a couple of essays I need to get written so I can apply.. to take an exam. (the

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One of those weekends....YUPBeer and Bar time, which means Bitches. They are always out. More on that later.Back to beer... because... Damn, beer is good. I like beer.SeriouslyTonight's drink is a Red Hook, their Late Harvest Ale... it is not bad... still that signature bitter back of Red Hook... that is soo soo good. beacuse it is not just the little taste of bitter, but the bitter mixed with

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I was building a small house. Not just a small house in square footage, but small as in the small house from the insurance commercials... it was a house for little people, that a giant would live in. I remeber plotting the small pad of concrete, thinking how great it was going to be, building a small house, because of how few materials I would need and how quickly it would happen. Then as I

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Somedays I feel like I am just inventing or waiting for topics to strike me, to write about, but I really shoudln't because there is stoopid crap that is always happening in my life. Like yesterday, getting busted at work for my recent odd behavior of taking 2 hour lunches.It wasn't that odd to me, I actually was taking 2 hours and enjoying it... I just shouldn't have been doing it everyday.So I

Batongahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09425461217491511387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14052512.post-1154982882820763482006-08-07T14:37:00.000-05:002006-08-07T15:35:20.856-05:00

Ya, it was damn funny. If you don't know then your Sunday evening is not filled with crying laughter like mine.Sundays have turned into some awesome tv evenings. So while I sat and relaxed last night, I thought I would throw up a list of what my tivo currently tapes for me, in other words heres a list of what I watch religiously...1. RESCUE ME - come on this show rocks, I don't know if there is

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I have had an album in my car for the past month. 6 tracks, playing over and over and over, fitting every mood I have been in, being some of the best traveling music I have ever listened too.Band of Gypsys, the live version of course. (plus I think that is the only version)There has just been something about that album that fascinates me. It is just some great music. Except for one part. Just one

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I noticed I was not the only person who drove to work this morning, and I am guessing I will not be the only person who drives home this afternoon.Also, I am not a mind reader. I don't know any mind readers and if I did I doubt they would ride along with me all day, to tell me what the hell you are thinking.Since there is this great chasm of a lack of mind readers who can sit with you in your car

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Lately I have been refering to Wikipedia more and more, and actually have been enjoying reading some basic history facts everyday from their main page.This one struck me really funny this morning that on this day in1774 - Joseph Priestleydiscovered OXYGEN. Not only did he discover oxygen in 1774, but he discovered oxygen 2 years after Carl Wilhelm Scheele had discovered oxygen ....WHY wiki? Why

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Laying in bed, in the dark listening to the fan whir, while the blinds move every few minutes or so, when it is their turn as the fan oscilates, suddenly hearing for the first time all the little strange noises that the apartment makes at 2 am. Trying to do suduko puzzles as my mind stops racing and my heart slows down a bit.Generally I am never up to 2am anymore on a school nite. It just makes

Batongahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09425461217491511387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14052512.post-1153839424155170572006-07-25T09:51:00.000-05:002006-07-25T09:57:04.186-05:00

I woke up today with the desire, to go out and purchase a home... do the whole zero down payment, 30 year... yea I'm screwed mortgage.So instead I paid some bills and then realized how my dreams to be further in debt will have to wait until I get out of debt a little more.This financial ride is a viscious circle.What I really need is a rich aunt or uncle to die and leave me their millions.While

Batongahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09425461217491511387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14052512.post-1153747826944062342006-07-24T08:14:00.000-05:002006-07-24T08:30:27.000-05:00

I got one.You are just never never ready to hear, or understand that someone out there doesn't like you. But it is true. And generally you just go about your life never really knowing who doesn't like you. But every once in a while the skies part and there it is, that single ray of sunshine... I mean hate, beaming down on you.Now of course the first reaction is who, why. And so you look. Mine is

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Not real sure why but today is just miserable.Lots of little miserable things.. all adding up to one big miserable day so far.No one is talking at work, no one is smiling or looks happy.For me, plans to see friends in a few weeks have fallen through.The weather is ...not bad, not great... just ugh ... so-soIt is just a ugh... miserable Friday.Maybe I just need to turn on some tunes... maybe

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Snickering- A snide, slightly stifled laugh.I do this a lot. The under my breath, rolling my eyes... thinking..."wow, your an idiot"Being around family, I also tend to do this, a lot more than I should. It is a little chauvinistic, well not a little but a lot. It is rude. But I don't let them catch me doing it. But I do it all the same.I think I got the biggest snicker out of hearing my relatives

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I went to Gatlinburg, TNI did not like Gatlinburg, TN.Matter of fact, driving south on 441 out of Knoxville into Gatlinburg scared the holy hell out of me.Maybe it was the insane walmart-esque approach they have taken to churches... with the adverstising budget of Vegas. Maybe it was the dozen plus, year round christmas stores with the attached discount china shop. It could have been all the

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It didn't suck so much to change the tire. But the hard part is putting the jack, and the cover back, and having it fit, like it did....Damn factory installation.

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He had problems. Serious concerns that weighed on him as he checked into that hotel. His brother was overly concerned with money, and he was always the social activist. They were always arguing. But I watched, and in 25 minutes all their problems had been solved, and each of the brothers had been laid a couple of times with no more that 2-3 minutes of conversations with those women. It was Hotel

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It was done maturely.The best split I have ever had from a relationship. Don't really know it can be called a relationship because it was so short lived. But it was fun while it was lasted. Right up to where she drove off. And all in all I am very happy she did drive off. Because I was already dreading having to ask her drive off.The reason I didn't make the cut. She choose the guy who threatened

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Let the cliche begin...I too have a post involving the movie Filed of Dreams.Right there someone stopped reading and surfed on.You see everyone sets their own stages in life. Everyone has invented these markers for their life, to be clicked every year that a cake rolls out with candles on it. Now, some of these are pretty generic ones, like 18, or 21. 18 of course has fallen to the wayside for my

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My apartment reeks of death.Every evening they have gathered around, and performed their ritual. Sacrifing one to the great white god.And every morning I wake, to find another spider in the bathtub.... waiting to circle the drain as hot death rains down upon him.I freakin hate spiders.I get it. They eat bugs, natural pest control and all that. But I still don't want to have to see them.Fuck

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Yea, today was tough day to wake up.I think I had found the perfect spot in my bed. It all came together last night. The fan, the AC, the covers just so, the pillows just right, the mattress nearing its flip broken in just nicely. It was a beautiful sleep. Even had a good interesting dream to accompany the whole experience. I can remember waking up once in the middle of night because I was just

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This is a fun one.. so I encourage people to play... because I am not tagging anyone... BUT PLAY PEOPLE !!1. Go to Wikipedia.2. In the Search box, type your birth month and day (but not year).3. List three events that happened on your birthday.4. List two important birthdays and one interesting death.5. One holiday or observance (if any).6. Tag 5 more peoples - if u want to.All cool awesome stuff

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Not a big believer in horoscopes... but today I believeMercury moves through your 6th House of Work and Health for the next couple of weeks. You may sense that you need additional focus to follow through in the daily routines of your job. You could also find yourself overly concerned with your diet, exercise and lifestyle as you seek to minimize anxiety or depression. Even if you decide to escape

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I have a few addictions right now, let me be honest with myself1. World of Warcraft, yup I am currently running around in a make believe world and loving it. The game is awesome, truly.2. The veggie chips that Smoothie King sells. I fuckin love'm. They are so damn good. Lately when I have been going in for a smoothie, I pick up a few bags, so I can have one now, one later and one after later...

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Things I can screw up:1. Deadlines, oh yea I can procrastinate2. Any goal I set for myself3. Money - yea I still haven't gotten the whole budget concept down4. Relationships, wether they are with friends, family or significant others; there is something- money, booze, or even steak sauce that sets it off but there is always a reason for the end. The only answer I have found is time itself, and

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Is there something in the water or coffee... or maybe it was the eight beers I pounded before work today.... but damn there are hot women all around me...And here I sit at work cranking on deadlines...

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I was talking with some friends about a week ago, about life feeling out of balance.I had a plan. I was going to get what control I could. I was going for some kind of balance. 2 weeks later and things have only gotten worse. But maybe it is not worse but just different, and I just haven't coped with that yet.I do know being addicted to an online computer game, is not the solution... well maybe

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Its funckin June already.Damn, I mean what the hell. 6 months into 2006.Some days I feel like I have just had my head in the sand. Today is one of those days. Working my ass off on a project that feel through the cracks at the last minute. SUCKS BALLS.So here it is Friday, beginning of June. There is a lot of work coming up, and not enough time.Aside from work, I have embraced my sudoku addiction

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Sodoku n : the form of ratbite fever occurring in the Far East [syn: spirillum fever] I have the ratbite fever. Oh yes. Sudoku - Fuckin puzzleThe name "Sudoku" is the Japanese abbreviation of a longer phrase, "Suuji wa dokushin ni kagiru" (数字は独身に限る, "Suuji wa dokushin ni kagiru"?), meaning "the digits must remain single" (that sucks, lonely logic problems, I think the puzzle just called me fat!!

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I never heard the great cosmic explosion. But then again, I wasn't really paying attention either. It was there, it started Friday night.I mean. I was just out for drinks, some pre drinking before dinner and then off to meet friends for some more drinking.... which would of course be followed up by going somewhere else for a few more drinks.So Friday at pre drinking it began. I introduced two

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I am a drunk dialer.I have a problem.My liver hurts.I have hairy feet.I wear pleated pants.Sadly Only 2 of those statements are related, and no one has punched me in the liver today.Lately I have been living my life through the bottom of a bottle. At some point it is going to catch up to me and slap me around. I am not slippery like a ferret.There are 2 things that I do know for sure.The best pre

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Something about a conference.Not sure why but I had the most vivid dream I have had in a long long time. I can remember, and recall so much, and at the same time was so completly absorbed in the dream. It wasn't a bad dream either. It might have struck to close to home... but it was nice.Maybe it was the hotel bed... it is a damn nice bed, one of those very expensive hotels. Maybe it is the

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FrazzleFrazzleFrazzleNot sure but lately I have been on pins and needles, anxious. Not sure for what or why. Some of it is psychoses related, I have talked myself into a problem I think, and until I get an answer, the possibilities are going to haunt me.The rest of it is, completely ignoring any semblance of what I normally do. I have been on a drinking binge for the last week plus... been

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Plus they cause you to not eat ... sucks..I might need to get one, because I have been eating like a horse lately, and am putting the lbs on to prove it.The verdict did come in from my mother. I was hit. Once again I am master of living room.For whatever reason, I seem to always be able to impress the parents. One of these days I will get around to impressing their daughters. Then my evil schemes

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Well,What an awesome Derby weekend. I can't sum up the fun, the family, the drinking, the new experiences, the traditions or the sheer amount of damage we can do to our livers. I loved it.Didn't really win any money, pretty much broke even. Had no idea Barbaro could fuckin turn it on like that.The weekend actually went a lot different than I had thought. Since I tend to plan everything out in my

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Here it comes, the fastest 2 minutes in sports.One of the best weekends to be alive.Spring is here, The bourbon flows and the horses run. It doesn't get much better than the Derby.Once again it is time to head to Louisville for the annual family and friends Derby parties and the all night drink-a-thon.A nice fact about Louisville, when they have big events like this, they suspend many of there

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Its overcast and its Tuesday.Man I was feeling like crap yesterday. Big and Nasty from the weekend, and the lack of doing anything I set out to do.. and doing a couple of things I didn't want too.I did make it to a friends B-day party, and that was really nice. Especially the jello shots.Some Monday blasted through, and I picked up a little steam both at the office and at home.I was feeling

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A lot of times, you have to make some mistakes, to avoid making others. For me I tend to make the same mistakes over and over again, but they just tend to happen with less and less frequency. So I dipped into the made a mistake pool again over the weekend. It had been a while for this one, and I should have learned my lessons before. But I forgot. So I got to have a small reminder. Hopefully

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I can be an ass. I mean really an ass of epic proportions. It is a skill I honed as a child because of my mother. Why mom, well because I use to just beat the crap out of my little sister, then mom had to go and show her how to use her knee in close combat fighting... since that day. I went to the verbal attack. I perfected it. The look, the chide remark, the well placed dumbass and tap to the

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6 things about me and the blogging I have been wanting to do. My mental conversations are boring Especially when I'm driving. I talk to myself, and generally it is a lot of pretend conversations that I might have with people. 90% of which are boring mundane subjects Even worse is when in my head, while watching sitcoms or dramas, I imagine the conversations that would have subverted the plot.

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Its 10. And Iam watching some tivo, while trying to unwind. 1 bottle of wine and and I just might about make it.Why? I spent 12 hrs at the office today. And dammit I am not done. I didn't get enough done, or not as much as I wanted too. Time has just been in short supply lately. Time for everything. So when I think about time, I always think about everything. Why because though I actually spent

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My dreams were filled with many maniacal misinterperted mishaps, probably set in a milieu.On the up note, it did have those crazy melodramatic soap opera zoom ins and fade aways.Tangent - I am not the fig plucker, but the fig plucker's son, and I will not pluck any figs until the fig plucker comes.Plus I didn't even get laid in my dreams last night, I just saw the after effects, in soap opera

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Crap ... Where did Wednesday come from.I read other blogs and see posts about education, opinions, attitudes and long held beliefs. And I have to say I wouldn't mind writing some thing like that. Something that had a little meaning to it. I mean I have to do some kind of writing, my favorite writer is about to die and is not even going to be able to finish writing my favorite series .... this

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A cadbury egg shoved in a peep, shoved in a hollow chocolate bunny = The Easter Turducken.That is about how I feel after this easter. Stuffed, sugarfied and coming down ... It was a nice, pleasant holiday. Actually had a family dinner now that my sister lives close enough. And I even got to meet the boyfriend. Nice guy all in all. I did go out the Friday before. Drank too much, ate too much, and

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Definitions huhDork is a slang word for a quirky, silly and/or stupid, socially inept person, or one who is out of touch with contemporary trends.A geek (pronunciation /gi:k/ ) is a person who is fascinated, perhaps obsessively, by obscure or very specific areas of knowledge and imagination. terms).Nerd, as a stereotypical or archetypal designation, refers to somebody who pursues intellectual

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Everything lately has been awkward. And I am not sure why.Example #1 - A friend stopped by the office to see some other people. I ran into her at the front. Now granted we are not the best of friends but we do like each other. I went for the handshake to say hello, she went for the hug. I switched tactics and ended up sliding my hand in for the perfect ass grab ... completly unintentional of

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My dread is disappating.Could be because I took some advice, and have been slowly getting my shit together. That always helps. Could also be that even though my neck is still in pain I have been going to the gym and half assing it, by only doing spin classes. But damn my neck still hurts. Hurt when I tried to look up and around the class to see all the beautiful women... but I managed a few good

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Something is wrong.And no this is not just the crazy girl I met Friday night, talking. But there is this sense of dread. Like I missed something. Almost as if in hindsight, I missed out on fate, or an opportunity of some sort. Like if I had just talk to that one person, or been at that one place... everything right now would be different. Not sure when this ..thing started, maybe a week ago, but

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I am pretty lucky that I know some very smart women.I went out last night, and I didn't meet any new smart women.Matter of fact I meet some cool people, some wierd people, a drag queen, a want a bee drag queen, a 19 year old moron, an to top it all off a crazy lady. Oh yea... she was and is nuts. The kind of nuts that is funny at first... due to the amount of alcohol consumed, then the kind of

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So I have had a great day, filled with beautiful women... other than the screaming pain that is literally in my neck.Lunch, had lunch with 3 beautiful womenWalking to lunch, saw a beautiful woman and I turned my neck as far as I could.Work, I work with some beautiful women,and then to top it off, went and got rubbed down with oil by a beautiful woman... to help my neck.So tonight I am shooting

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I've been 31 for about a month now. And for whatever reason this morning, I was thinking that when my father was about a month into being 31, I came along. His first born. Of course when I think of my father it is always the older, wiser, strong man he was. I have a hard time picturing him as a 31 year old punk, who doesn't know the answer but hey ... this just happened and were on the ride so

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I needed the smoke.I have tasted it before but damn a beer did sound good last night. So with a fleece jacket in tow, I walked into an overcrowded smokey bar, that was pumping out 2 dollar drafts while sports from around the world played on different TV's. The jacket still smells.I saw DUKE LOSE!!! I am happy.No Duke, No Kansas, No North Carolina ... only thing better, would have been if Kentucky

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There are those mornings where getting up to go to the gym is impossible. Such as after a night of playing trivia and drinking beer and eating wings. It was just too tough to get up and be motivated. So on days such as this, I take a long lunch, and try to motivate myself to go to the gym then. It actually worked today. So I started off with a little running, and while doing so had a wonderful

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Don't really understand what I have been thinking so far this morning...Got up way to early, went to the gym, for whatever reason didn't bring any socks, no shorts just 2 pairs of boxers, and the gayest brighest orange t shirt I had. Needless to say, I didn't win any dates with my fashion statement.Sure enough that wasn't enough for me. Nope I grabbed the ugliest green slacks I have and slipped

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I am vacationed out.It is nice to be back.The vacation itself .... "The best of times, the worst of times."I still can think back fondly on so much and laugh, the moments of pleasure, the joy and happiness, the stories that will become family lore, and relish in the sheer wonderfullness of it all.Then there is the other part of the vacation, the part where, when I think back on it, the

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Today is going to be stellar. The morning was good. Slept a little late. Ran about 3 miles (a truly miserable 20 minutes, but I felt good afterwards). Went to get "breakfast" at about 11:00, but ended up eating a sandwich. We went to Bread and Company which is one of those awful, fake little suburban bakeries that make sandwiches and what not. I loved it.That's just the start, though. In a little

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It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago, when the NCAA Tournament rolled around a guy could get away with, perhaps he was even expected to, cancel all obligations (i.e. skip class) to make time for the first Thursday and Friday of the Tourney. I mean, it is a truly uique time of the year when there are 4 games at any one time and you actually care about all of them (since God has blessed us

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I have started doing something I have never done before and never thought I would do. I have started running on a regular basis. I have run every day (with the exception of the three days that I had the dog) for two weeks. Isn’t that the goal? Don’t they say that if you can stick with something for two weeks it becomes habit? I have a feeling that is nothing but crap. I have a feeling that

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Formerly known as "Brews, Stews and Cruise", Feile Franklin is basically Franklin, Tennessee’s version of a St. Patrick’s day parade. Well... without the parade. They block off two blocks of downtown Franklin and for $30 you get to try 20 different beers and whiskeys. Pretty great, right? It gets better, though. The weather was absolutely perfect. Did I go? Of course I went. The only

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So, I am going to cheat a little bit and back-blog a couple of days. In my defense, I sort of forgot how to log into Batonga’s Blog and I so didn’t want to come into work to get the directions over the weekend. Besides, if I am sneaky about it, Batonga will never know the difference. I did write a couple of posts though. Turns out there is no shortage of topics that I can ramble on about

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Well my Liver killing of a vacation is about to begin.I am very excited. Very Very Excited..... there will be family and fun and booze and holidays and lots of food and of course a few trips to the local strip joints I am sure.A vacation with out boobs is just not worth it ...So in my absence I have twisted a friends arm to come back and write again, many may rember him from his brief 2 week

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But I love it.Any Dune fan will love the extended version of this film. There is a prolouge, exposition, and tons of added footage and even a seen of Gurny playing a rift by TOTO while entertaining the Duke... this is just good stuff.

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And it is not a crack rock.It is a 40 year old father of 3 though. Not sure which is worse.So the new guy started this week. We are still very very busy.Due to the business around here and the other two bosses ability to leave the room constantly. It has been just me and the new guy. So he has been talking my ear off, and following me around the office like a puppy dog.Hopefully this shit is only

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I grew up pampered...In the since that after a certain age, my parents never hit me for punishment. Now I am sure there were those bottom swats as a toddler to emphasize NO.As a kid though, I was never spanked.Matter of fact I was hit only once.We had this small breakfast nook in our kitchen, off the main flow of traffic as you walked from the living room into the kitchen, you turned left and

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Certian shows resonate.The Shield is a good show.Last years season was weak, Glen Close just didn't do enough as a captain. She was good, but the stories just were not that engaging.This year... much better.Especially since Forest Whittaker came on board as an IAD officer. Good season.But it is the latest episode that got me, because.. well it was sunday.This past Sunday.A sunday filled with

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I have a rather large extended family. A family who because of the frequency which I have seen and visitind with, I don't really consider extended, they're just family. Of course, there are always those 2nd and third cousins that I haven't seen in a long while, or never and those I consider extended. But that is lazyiness on my part.Recently had a death in family. Aunt Zelda.Though I didn't know

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Yea, so fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me... keep fooling me... your better off just taking me to Vegas.So I met a lot of new people over the weekend. I met some new people today. I took a step out there.Asked her for a cup of coffee.We had a nice conversation.She was flirting with me. I was flirting back.She said yes to coffee, maybe a drink. Then she said she was married.I

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Gasp of air.Wheeze, cough, coughI so wish I was sick, or even if I had the time to be sick, and not have to be sick. Yea. Things are busy. Damn busy.The days are just cruising by too. Already the end of Feb. is on us.And yes I turned another year older this last week. Things are beginning to get darker, I don't hear as well, and there are always those strange noise when I get in an out of bed now

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This could be one of those posts.. those self defacing long winded why am I not ____ ? But instead I will refer back to a few comical stories, where I once again manage with no help from any one else.. to feel silly.I guess it starts with the week. It has been a good week. Really busy at work but nice. One of the nicest parts were the two separate comments and congratulations from two unexpected

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I was planning on running right off to work. But I had pressed play on Futurama and so I was forced to sit and finish the episode, as The Gender Bender lost to Destructor in fake robot wrestlin. Damn funny episode.now .."I'll go put on my tutu"

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Is it really Friday, or is this some kind of cruel joke? I am exhausted. It has been a heck of a week.All professions have their down side, and for me it is the evening meetings. This week there were three of them. I just do not like evening meetings/ presentations. I understand that it has to be that way, so the public can participate, which is needed. But still it cuts in to my time. My little

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Today has been a little surprising. Nice but surprising.Work has been work of course. But this morning I had a fun encounter, fun for me anyways, And I received two compliments.The Fun encounter happened in the pool this morning swimming laps, when I was forced (well I jumped up with glee), seeing the hot girl, that was going to have to share a lane with me for the morning workout. Of course,

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Soy SUCKS ASS!!There really is no mistaking it. I have tried and tried. I have tried soy, soy dogs, soy milk plain on cereal, in a latte ... in box with a fox.. and I would bet fried fox asshole is better than soy. Soy sucks!!In an effort to eat healthier, I thought it would be nice to start to include one serving, every few days or so, of soy in my diet. I can't do it. Soy sucks.Now I do like

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It was a beautiful patio.One of the best parts about living in CO. The apt.A small studio .... seriously it was 300 sq.ft. if it was a foot. It was tiny. I had a hallway that led to the bathroom, and I had a tiny kitchen with an opening where the counter led or became my dinner table on the other side as you stood in my one room, the living/ bedroom/ magic happens there place(card tricks at most)

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Taxes ... doneI mean what the fuck... I hate tax season, damn well better directly deposit my whopping $134.00 combined state and federal refund.Desk ... cleaned off.I can't stands no mo. My damn desk was just piles of papers. Filed, cleared, organized and now I can continue working on the next few deadlines.Blog ... haha time killed, entries made, smiles around.Now if people just found my

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Condo livin ...I should get hazard pay for swimming laps this morning. I had to share a lane with a flaying old man. It was rough. I spent more time thinking about dodging his laps when I passed him, then I did counting my laps ... it was rough.Then I came home to a bowl of chili. Not a whole bowl, just a little to start the morning... since I made an entire pot of this crap to take to work for

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Cheap here and there.Man... my email has been pounded lately by the travel updates for cheap tickets. Unfortuntely the current fundage in the account, won't let me go. Plus planning an upcoming trip I am looking for the best deal there too... the shitty part was, I got on a month ago and searched for tickets and saw a price of 215.00, not too bad, but I decided to see if it would fall over the

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I was atop the high horse. Sitting pretty, feelin good. Then I got the bad news. Monday showed up. They say never go to bed angry... well they say that to couples. I get it. It is not about going to bed angry that night, going to bed angry occasionally, probably isn't a bad thing, aside from the flaying REM sleep and nightmares, but other than that, it is the whole going to bed angry night after

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Tagged by Pretty Helmet,Four jobs you’ve had in your life:Put-Put Golf guruSandwich -maker extrodinaireHome Builder, with a big hammerThe coolest Resident AdvisorFour movies you could watch over and over:Young FrankenstienConanHighlanderBlues BrothersFour television shows you love:The Abbot and Costello ShowThe Muppet ShowAngry BeaversStarTrek:TNGFour Places you have lived:Potsdam, NYLexington,

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Work has been insane lately. 3 doing the work of 5 or 6 is starting to test us. It is nuts... but still I make time for this. I need this.Somedays like I need this like I need a hole in my head, but that is another story altogether.Today's crisis is of course donoughts ... some breeder in our office decided to have a kid, said kid for whatever reason is in school, said school, then forces kid

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Sweet sorrow, partings ... yadda, yadda, yadda!Soccer is over.It ended last night in playoff format. We did not do well as a team. I say that because I played one of my best games on defense. I felt comfortable doing it. It only took 9 games to get into the swing of things.So for the playoff format, since all the teams are there and playing, you only play 2 quaters, so 24 minutes. IF you win you

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I got lucky the other morning, and one of the shows I tape - Angry Beavers (which also happens to be one of the funniest cartoons ever) had a clip of the Ren and Stimpy classic, Happy Happy Joy Joy song. I don't know what it is, but I always did find Ren and Stimpy funny, regardless of how disgusting it got, and one of their highlights is the Happy Happy Jopy Joy song. So I got to prep my work

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OCD -I have it.Yup, its just that I don't click locks, I don't wash my hands many times in a row. For me, its laziness, I am an Obsevively Complusive lazy person. I have OCD laziness.On top of my laziness, I also tend to have long brillant rants with myself (usually while driving), with absolutely no ability to remeber the rant or what it was about, when I sit down in front of the computer. My

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Somedays it is just about coming up with a new way to do things. Driving the different way home, putting on your clothes different in the morning, the change in the routine that shakes things up.Well for every game I have played with my soccer team I have consistently found at least one way throughout the game to embaress myself not only in front of my team but the opposing team and specatators

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