So I've decided I want my 80's collection back. All of my MP3s went away when my spare HD crashed - I had to do a full wipe. So, stripmates, since I can't remember every single 80's song I had I think it would be best if we put our collective wisdom together. Post a comment with some songs!

For some reason I have The Cars and Human League in my head and I can't get them out!

I had all kinds of things to write last week but for some reason I couldn't load this site on my laptop. Previously I was able to load the site just fine, but now it won't even load at all. Very strange.

Anyhow, I've lately just been pretending that I'm enjoying my job lately... put yer head down, grind through the holiday. '06 isn't that far away! Very soon its going to be time to look out for #1 like the "old" (e:joshua) used to do. If you think I'm a fascist now you should have seen me circa 2001. I've toned it down.

It was nice to see the beautiful and charming (e:lilho) and the fellas out on Saturday - my plan was to get sloppy drunk but at last minute I decided to be responsible. The Larsonmobile got broken into late Friday/early Saturday, and I was so uncontrollably pissed off during the afternoon that I decided to go on an extended bender. I chilled out a bit. Good news - the window will be replaced tomorrow at noon, and Progressive didn't try to job me on the claim!

Anyhow, it looks like I am going to Chicago tomorrow, then St. Louis the next day with a brief stop to Peoria, IL in between. I've been enjoying seeing the United States the past couple months. Well, with the exception of certain areas that I wont disparage in public. I have free drink coupons for the airline, so my ride home is going to be short and sweet after 2 or 3 Dewars and soda.

P.S. Atlanta had billboards up with the Tutankhamun showing there recently - the sign said "The Original King of Bling" - I had to laugh.

I'm dying... I just want to come home. On the bright side of things, it looks like I'm going to be home earlier than I planned. I can't tell you how much I anticipate getting off the plane in Buffalo. This week has been long and horrible, and my frustration bled out a little bit to an email to my boss - I think he is realizing that I'm burning out a little. Despite the very long hours and relatively low pay, I'm well aware of how marketable this job will be on my resume. Its going to help me immensely in my quest to get an MBA in the future. GPA is nice, and a solid GMAT is nice, but for the better schools I'm well aware of the fact that the difference between the haves and have nots can be whats on the resume. My work partner this week has a double Masters from MIT, half of the coursework of which was taken at Harvard. He hangs out with a lot of admissions people, and when he tells me that he is "convinced" that this job on my resume is going to be huge for me, then how can I not take that into consideration? The job is killing me, thats the bottom line. Theres times where I want out, and there are times that I am euphoric over the job. My boss is the best boss I'll probably ever have. I'm not sure what to do.

Oh yeah - Ohio sucks. This has got to be the reason why Ohio State football sucks. I've made sure to be vocal about my devotion to Michigan this week in basically what is Ground Zero for Buckeye fans. Wearing a Michican hat in Buckeye country is like wearing Rush Limbaugh's "Club 'Gitmo" shirts in Berkeley, CA. You're liable to get harrassed, spat on, verbally abused and not served at restaurants.

I'm in West Virginia, and I'll be in Oh Hi Oh for a couple days after. See you Friday Elmwood!

I love the descriptions of different weed -

1) We selfed our sativa pheno Blueberry, this is a rare find, full on purple stocks, very beautiful plants. A 1 in 100 find, medium yielder, likes organics, can be a touchy feeder. Really great medicine. Succulently sweet with piney undertones. A sativa dominant high, up with a strange facial tingle that lets you know that your stoned, but no feathers tickling your ass. This is a plush ride, like a pimp daddy's cadillac.

2) Odin kept his hammer in his pants, only the ladies and an occasional enemy he wished to defile ever got to see it so the legend goes. Odin’s hammer is an F1 hybrid of mythical proportions comprised of Kodiak Gold (Thunderfuck) and Acapulco Gold. Tha Hammer offers some real WHACK in the head dept. as both parents are some real head hitters, great weed for sex and frolick. I will bet Odin’s hammer was pretty abused just like this F1 will be! Nasty, crazy-ass grass! Likes organics. Be careful this is some serious creeper!

3) Acapulco Gold x Highland Nepalese. True American Weed. A landrace based 100% Sativa hybrid that will fuckin’ amaze you. Tops in tokes, true reefer madness, like heroin in a joint except you don’t barf. Old school sativa lovers need to try this. Big super vigorous sativas with big yields, great outdoors in southern climates. A real Texas ball buster.

4) The original Sour Diesel clone was crossed with a classic citrusy Kush ibl to make something really explosive. Easy to grow, making high yields, crazy shit in both the flavor department and deep stash headies compartment, weed that you lied to your wife about and said it was gone much sooner than it actually was, all just to fulfill your hunger, your fiendish fiendish cannahunger.. this weed proves some good things actually come from New York ..SOME BAD ASS SHIT!!!