July 12, 2006 at 9:48 pm
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Addressed to “monkeypee@gmail.com” which is kind of close to my real email address but not really (monkey.on.keyboard).
I was too slippery for them to catch me now.
on the surface of the ocean. His wings were ragged bars of lead, but the
the sidewalk on our left there was black bramble growing, and you could tell
You’d have a falcon’s short wings!
Kind of nice, actually.
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July 12, 2006 at 7:29 pm
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Nevada passes rules to make boxing safer
Rule #1: No boxing.
Trees could grow in Antarctica within century
Finally: hope for the environment. Who says the environment is in trouble now, Al Gore?
Iran Referred to Security Council
Watch out, Iran. Once the motion passes the Secondary Meeting Committee, the First Teritary Committee, and the Head Auxillary Minor Major Committee, the First Pre-Meeting Meeting Committee is going to have a field day on you.
Cyber Security Post Still Unfilled (after a year)
What? It takes less time to find someone to work the fry machine at McDonalds.
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July 12, 2006 at 7:17 pm
· Filed under life, mundane
- Basement flooded Sun. morning. Spent a few hours calling people to get the messed cleaned up.
- Ordered a new monitor online. It came in yesterday! With a huge crack in it.
- Found a charge on my credit card for a service (EFax) that I thought I cancelled months ago. It’s my fault. When I wrote, “I would like to cancel my service” I forgot to include the four exclamation points + threat of bodily harm at the end (see user agreement, Section 11: “But what if I really want to cancel? Seriously. I want to cancel. Please. For the love of God.”).
- Diarrhea Dog. Who then put her paws on my shirt. Then rolled over for a belly rub on her poop-crusted belly. Oh, I’ll get right on that, Maggie. Right after I carry the tray in your crate out the door like a waiter in The Worst Restaurant Ever.
- (minor) One would that it would be unnecessary to write two 500-word emails to my property in a still-ongoing attempt to convince her that when she calls a contractor to come over to the house, it would be a good idea to let us know, instead of expect the contractor to do it. Which he didn’t.
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