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Tuesday, October 25



gah!!!!
Woke up with that acid-ee feeling / taste on the back of my nose... head is stuffed... taste buds are fried... sigh.
This is the price for burning both ends of the candle with a blow torch.

Prison Break kinda rawks... you know I like a show when I spend half the show talking to the characters... or yelling at them... poor Z she has to keep pausing it until I shuddup. :)

We enjoyed an evening with our neighbors over for tea and coffee ... talking kid stuff and houses... They live in the mirror of our current house... the only two built by our builder on this street. The differences are subtle ... but significant. They're nice people... I'll miss them when we fly away into the country sunset next year.

Weather Idiots call for 4 - 6 degree temps, rain and ... blowing snow!!!!! blowing SNOW today.

wearing
~ green ftls
~ khaki cargos... fuck'en love these pants...
~ gray t and a big cream and blue p-z turtleneck sweater... first time this fall...
planning
~ reading several docs boss types have shipped over since yesterday and integrating that into my gig.
~ working on the first report...
~ leaving a bit early ... gotta go back to builder land to firm up round one for the blue prints..
~ Amazing Race is on tonight... maybe they'll shoot somebody ...
wishing
~ I wasn't getting sick... no really... pawwleese... nooooooooooo!
~ that everything in the world of nbbmom stays safe
~ to say that I'm glad phej is safe... cars are cars ... but you're rather singular bro!
~ that my long time forever friend debby makes it through yet another day of diapers...
~ to send a few nice vibes out to megrainwater... mostly because she's eleven kinds of sweet... :)
~ and wee hopes that don't vanish ... for the safe journey of Ms lorena_b...

Birthday moment...
Happy Birthday mysticprincess... and may the year ahead find you well and truly happy lil'sugar.

///
Ms. Condolences Rice brought her lapdog of a self to Canada... you know... now that Latvia and bum fuck eastern europe have all been visited. She - no doubt - wants oil, and canada to sign up on some other defense initiative of the united states... like how all Canadians will have to have a passport to go across the boarder to the US... no biggie really... except that the US would raise holy hell on a half shell if we asked them to do the same. Meanwhile illegal american guns flow into canada at an ever alarming rate. Lets see Condi... we'll be happy to entertain talking turkey with you about five seconds after you fucking tell your ass wipe of a boss to honor the five BILLION dollar debt your hiding from as adjudicated by the Nafta Review Tribunals... (The US has lost a case between Canada and the US over tarrifs paid by Canadians on the export of Softwood Lumber). But wait... I forgot... US foreign policy is essentially one long list of things that start with the word Gimmi.

The Green Zone... home to the international press community, and foreign VIPs... in the heart of Baghdad... is supposed to be safe... you know, after pouring 250 billion dollars into Iraq... you'd think they could secure a couple of square blocks. But nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.... two car bombs blow up killing foreign reporters. Not just little grenade bombs... but vast "heard throughout the entire city" bombs rocking the green zone. Did you know that dozens of murders occur every single day of the week in Iraq? The vast majority go unreported and almost none make the news cycle... because they're boring!!!

Way to go Georgie Poopie Head... good ol'Iraq is just sooooooooooooooo much better off now.

//
When you inject, snort, smoke or swallow crystal meth... you will send a signal to your brain that you cannot possibly imagine until you actually do it. It's similar to the signals sent by Crack... and like the vibe from cocaine except several orders of magnitude stronger. The message your brain is trying to interpret sounds something like this...
"I don't care... about anything... my children... my family... my job... my money... my life... anything... except getting another hit of this incredible high"
Then you blink a few times... and a month has gone by, you're broke, alone, ugly, sick, pathetic and you still want that next hit. Unless you died of a heart attack.
This is not ecstasy... This is not pot... This is not a hit of acid dripped onto some bit of paper with a miniature spirograph design on it.
This is a completely different thing. There is no fighting it... You are powerless in the grip of her horrible, cracked and bleeding hands. They hold your hand steady as you light your lighter... press the buttons on the ATM, lock doors, and draw curtains... and then they squeeze your chest, rip out your heart, tear your flesh and when you least expect it... they dig into your eyes and shatter the illusion of your reality.
Go ahead... do your first hit of Crystal Meth... and say good bye to everything and everyone you love.
Period.
No debate.

/
If you're worried that people don't take you seriously or think you're a hick or maybe just an idiot... perhaps you should stop putting a "T" on the end of "Across" when you talk.


:) see ya.
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