I start the fourth class in my editing certificate program tonight, so I'll look even better on paper than a I do now. So that's cool.
I am suspending my World of Warcraft account after the Fire Festival.
I am upping the intensity and duration of my daily work out.
I am still looking for a new job. If you know any workplace that is looking for an editor or proofreader, let me know. I will move anywhere. I can survive in any country on the planet, possibly even those countries that are actively hostile to Americans.
I have lost some weight. How much, I don't know because I refuse to bend knee to vilely oppressing scales.
I am pissed about Battlestar Galactica's broadcast schedule. The executives at SciFi can eat a shitty hot dog.
I saw a cool show about hot dogs last night. More on that later.
I have been making tomato soup from scratch. Kinda fun.
I have been eating a lot of grilled cheese sandwiches with that tomato soup.
I have been drinking some pretty damn good coffee that a former coworker smuggled into the US from Ethiopea for me.
I have not been playing enough Guitar Hero.
I have been listening to some amazing music that really brings me down to the level at which I usually sink before rising again, higher than before.
I am indeed a fucking phoenix. I do not mean that when fucking, I rise again and again, though that would be kinda cool, if tiring. I mean that I crash and burn more frequently than (bad airline) and lie broken for a period of time of length as yet undetermined and then shoot up like a shooting up thing, to soar at heights previously unreached.
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I don't see the list item " I am booking my flight to chicago"
I also didn't see, "I am getting laid more often."
That is the point of all of this, n'est pas?
AG, that is the point of everything and thus, it is unnecessary to list.
So, then why make a list? Why not just be out sticking it in as many ladies as you can find?
Who ever said I was a man-whore?
Oh wait...yeah, that was me what said that.
your wang precedes you.
Everywhere I go, the damn thing precedes the hell out of me.
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