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Fuck you, 2009.
And fuck you too, 2010.
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Is it bad when Jeffrey Jones plays a significant supporting role in your dream? No kids, though.
Or that I almost drive off a bridge that's out?
Or that someone was trying to kill me with, alternately, a knife, or by blowing up a gas station (the one he works at, incidentally)?
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The Capstone....
...on the pyramid of suck-all.
I just found out Wednesday night that my grandmother has inoperable cancer. Best we can hope for is remission through heavy (and painful) chemotherapy.
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I fail to understand why I remain so consistently amazed at the utter stupidity of the average American voter (I'm sure it's not just Americans, but they're the ones I have to interact with and suffer through). Agree or don't with the candidate of your choice on any of a myriad of policy and campaign issues, but when I hear so many different ( Read more... ) -
Dream Journal for Halloween
Not that I don't have regard for you all, but these are really more for my shoddy memory than for your enjoyment (though, of course, since it's public, you are still welcome to read them if you want some sort of oblique insight into my person).
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For a group who seems so much to enjoy hectoring us for the mistakes my coworkers and I make, they sure fuck up a lot themselves.
Is it 2130 yet?