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Saturday night and I trekked to the long-forgotten land of Arlington to meet and I ended up in heated discussion regarding relationships. I had just finished relaying the events of a time when a good friend of mine told me that I was DESTINED to end up with someone like an ex-girlfriend of [...]

It's been a good morning so far. Although the taste of stale coffee and cigarettes still remains on my morning ridden breath, I feel accomplished.
At eight this morning I received a phone call from my boss. He was calling to tell me that the system I had spent all weekend monitoring and repairing due to [...]

On rare occasion choosing between refreshing conversation and sleep is a difficult choice to make. This evening was one of those occasions.

I have a new cell phone number. It is: 972.670.7587. Please make a note of it.

Last night I made Banana Bread.
I am constantly distracted by trying to find a better way to do something. Why take out the trash when I can design a mechanical arm to catapult it down to the road every Monday, Wednesday and Friday? Why vacuum my apartment when I can genetically engineer an anteater to [...]

Anyone know why this doesn't do what I think t should do:

#!/usr/bin/perl
print POOP::printversion();
print "\n";
package POOP;
use vars qw($VERSION);
$VERSION = "0.1.1″;
sub printversion {
return "VER:" . $POOP::VERSION;
}
1;

chupacabra:/var/log/apache# zgrep "default.ida" access.log* | wc -l
3415
Blech.

I was scared
uncomfortable
worried
and I wanted to talk about it
to anyone really
but preferably to you
and within three minutes
of talking this morning
you were pointing your questions
lining them up
to jump down my throat
and making it impossible
for me to say a word
and so
I will handle it alone

Last night , ,

There are times when I wish my door bell would ring, and when I open it, I would find an attractive, and mostly naked, woman standing outside it who would invite herself it, and after a few minutes of silence she would state plainly and softly, "if you call in sick to work, I'll take [...]