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I haven't had the urge to post anything here that hasn't been of a descriptive nature of how enamored I am with a certain someone (and who really wants to read that anyhow?). Since I share most of my thoughts and ideas with her on a daily basis (even the tragically stupid ones) I haven't felt compelled to reiterate them, but I thought I would scatter a few recent plights and exploitations onto the floor anyhow to while away a few minutes and tax my brain.
Another weekend approaches that I'll get to spend with her. Last weekend was indescribable. We are total goobs together, but I feel impossible and without shame. I'm excited to say the least.
I won the football pool this week at work as well as the city newspaper's picking contest. We use their game ballot to gamble with and submit a copy for a chance at their weekly prize as well. I took the lead for the end-season pot, won this weeks cash from the disgruntled co-workers, and won fifty bucks from the newspaper. My brutal mug will be featured on next weeks game ballot too, which will further intimidate my fellow co-workers football gambling abilities. I've been really lucky lately.
My brother Marc came up on Tuesday to go out for breakfast and window shop. He bought me Radiohead's Kid A and Amnesiac for some reason, so I must have mentioned that I lost those two album's mp3's at some point. That was really cool of him. We sat around and talked while listening to Kid A before he took off. I'm anxious for the release of the next album. This shit is genius.
I ran into a few friends of mine at a beer festival two weekends ago and they told me that Danny and Carolyn have split. I felt really bad, and since they were driving to Indy the next day to visit him I asked them to relay the message that I heard and I'm really sorry. I think he is having a rough go with it. He called and left a message apologizing for not being a good friend, and asked if I would call sometime. We've talked a couple times since, and I'm going to go see him in the near future. Everyone deserves a chance to atone, and (almost) everyone deserves friends. We have a lot of talking to do.
Jam Master Jay was shot and killed yesterday evening.
I just finished an online security access request form. My boss has arrived so I have to test it.
Happy Halloween.
Another weekend approaches that I'll get to spend with her. Last weekend was indescribable. We are total goobs together, but I feel impossible and without shame. I'm excited to say the least.
I won the football pool this week at work as well as the city newspaper's picking contest. We use their game ballot to gamble with and submit a copy for a chance at their weekly prize as well. I took the lead for the end-season pot, won this weeks cash from the disgruntled co-workers, and won fifty bucks from the newspaper. My brutal mug will be featured on next weeks game ballot too, which will further intimidate my fellow co-workers football gambling abilities. I've been really lucky lately.
My brother Marc came up on Tuesday to go out for breakfast and window shop. He bought me Radiohead's Kid A and Amnesiac for some reason, so I must have mentioned that I lost those two album's mp3's at some point. That was really cool of him. We sat around and talked while listening to Kid A before he took off. I'm anxious for the release of the next album. This shit is genius.
I ran into a few friends of mine at a beer festival two weekends ago and they told me that Danny and Carolyn have split. I felt really bad, and since they were driving to Indy the next day to visit him I asked them to relay the message that I heard and I'm really sorry. I think he is having a rough go with it. He called and left a message apologizing for not being a good friend, and asked if I would call sometime. We've talked a couple times since, and I'm going to go see him in the near future. Everyone deserves a chance to atone, and (almost) everyone deserves friends. We have a lot of talking to do.
Jam Master Jay was shot and killed yesterday evening.
I just finished an online security access request form. My boss has arrived so I have to test it.
Happy Halloween.