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I'm sorry. My responses are limited. You must ask the right questions.
Happy
New Year!
I have done nothing, and it has been good. In fact, I have done nothing for so long now, its all I want to do. For New Year's Eve my wife and I watched Stardust again. I thought I heard fireworks. Its been a festival of wine since I've been off. Were it only my hand which turned it from water. Nothing + wine = teh awesome. I rocked hard in 2007, but I will conquer 2008 and reign victorious.
I always do.
So I had these two zits pop up on my forehead one morning. Big ones. I looked like Hellboy. At first, I was thankful I didn't have to leave the house for a week, then I thought, "WTF do I care?" You see, I'm not vain, I have narcissistic tendencies. I do not swoon when I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror, nor do I seek mirrors out. My assumption is that you're going to think I look fabulous no matter what kind of day I'm having. Of course this has a lot to do with the force of my personality, which awkwardly enough is not overly charismatic.
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schpydurx described it as a severe case of Adult ADD upon first meeting me. I have no idea if his initial reaction changed as he got to know me over the weekend he was here or not. So be it. Admittedly, I was in a hurry, he was moving awfully slow, and thus he began experiencing back-to-back repercussions from not following my immediate direction. I was...multi-tasking. I have to. At any rate, it has been said that a reasonable amount of healthy narcissism allows the individual's perception of his needs to be balanced in relation to others. Or as the author Anaïs Nin quoted:"We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are."
I was on call, and
drax0r was going out of town. He required the Air Card - my only internet until my DSL was working. They were going to send someone out the day after Christmas, but we had something come up and had to go into Dallas during their arrival window. I got on the phone and tried to cancel my appointment. While on hold, I rec'd a call on Line 2. It was AT&T wanting to know if they could show up early! The reason I was not getting any sync, as it turns out, was because I had no service to my house. The guy spent an hour and a half sitting out front in his truck trying to get an answer as to who's responsibility it was to run service to the house on Dry Loop DSL, and couldn't (I know exactly what that feels like.) So he ran it himself. My DSL was active immediately, on the same day I thought I would be without online access for nearly a week. Rox0r.
A month ago or so, I dreamed that I had accepted a large sum of cash in exchange for my hand. I was to have my right hand detached and a Chinese man's right hand (who only had two fingers) was to be surgically attached to my wrist in its place. I was all for this venture until I saw the make-shift "hand-remover" bolted to a table in the Chinese man's house. I kept wringing my hands in absolute fear. There was NO WAY I was going to go through with this, even if it meant losing everything by reneging on the deal. Unfortunately, I really freaked out after watching the Chinese man first detach his own hand, so...I felt really bad that I was backing out now that he just cut his hand off.
That same night,
celtmanx dreamed for the first time that he had two hands.Sekt is the German term for sparkling wine, and its some of the driest I've ever had. Oscar is a Korean sparkling wine which tastes like complete ass, but I've had my share. If I'm ever in Italy, however, I'll ask for a bottle of Moncalvina, a very light sparkling wine. Sweet to be sure, but not too sweet.
schpydurx brought a bottle to the party, but we just got around to cracking it. My wife spat it from her lips in disgust, so I got to enjoy the entire bottle myself, and enjoy it, I did. Thanks dude, good stuff.
2008 is going to rock!
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The Last Living Member of the Heavens Gate Cult
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Exactly. Exactly like a robot would after it gutted you, skinned you alive, and slowly walked away holding your limp flesh in its metallic hands.
Remember the Styx album cover... with big robot removing his blooded finger from the dude laying in its other hand.
Uh, SCARY!
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Thanks for clearing that up.
But, you do see what I mean about the robots?
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