Ok,

Aside from any issue with having anything to do with heartbreakers who sleep with ex-bestfriends I have upped my level of ratttiude!

First, however, I am not going to be banding with said heartbreaker, the party of the 2nd part decided that it would be bad form to join forces with me for good reason that need not be stated here (there will be no underware airing on my laundry line). I'm sorry for any ill will that might have been caused by it, but that's all beind us now...

Ok... now recently as a part of my humanist philosphy to better humanity I agreed to donate some blood to an experiment here at work (Roswell Park Cancer Institute), but I didn't want to just sign up bliindly, or be constantly harrased to be included in future expermients so I did some probing and the resesarch sound quite facinating.

I could go on but why not just rep the doctor who's conducting the experment and put some text from one of my messages to the research scienctists up here for you to read:

... For this particular study, an investigator is developing the methodology to look for very common damage to DNA of a particular sort that can than be used in studying some specific hypotheses regarding cancer risk.

We really appreciate your helping out...

I'll go deeper into my ideas about humanism and such latter, but check this dude out, and check out what research you can aid that might cure a disease in your great grand kids by just giving up some blood, and some time to someone like Dr. Box (::snicker..., yeah his name is Dr. Box!).

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do, do do, doot, da dah, doot, da dah doot

[continue to imagine Zelda musics playing in the background]

Ok... today marks the beginning of the end of my phonelessness.

I just finished the last dungeon and now I'm heading back to IT village past the town of Allen at 901 Washington where the other 2 pieces of the TriForce of communication lay wating.

1. The TriForce of Law - And affidavit that states that I in fact did loose it and am not scamming them for a free one.

2. The TriForce of Identification - A xerox of my NYS drivers licence that proves that I am me

And lastly the sacred ...

3. TriForce of Sprint - A copy of my last bill!


With these and the force of 50 American dollars I can unlock the secrets of the universe and no longer be an caveman with a can and a string. We'll see how long it takes to come back after I send this here letter out...

Until then life remains as drab as it wanna be, unless I'm hanging out with Megan, who happens to be the bee's knees....

I'm going to SPoT to eat a sandwich and read a Chuck Palahniuk book that mysteriously appeared on my stairs days after New Years with a Joanna Newsome album in a brown paper package. Found it when (e:terry), (e:brit) and I came back to my flat to pick up a board game we tried and failed to play before karaoke this friday. I digress, should any of you (e:peeps) see this post and wanna hang, come on down to the down of town and we'll have some fancy coffee drinks...

Ok,

I hate new years resolutions, mostly cause they're never taken seriously, and when they are it's usually not something that should have waited a year, but... I'm feeling giddy right now so here goes.

1. I hope to start a small government in my pants by this time next year!
2. I will most certainly get a phone before the year is over.... but only gawd knows when since more disaster has stricken since last I posted...
(hence the desire to die)
3. I will live to see my self not die!
4. I will not go to the gym until all the resolution people are gone...
5. I will make more home meals since my cooking is better than just about every girls who've I've ever date (ok, Becky's quesadillias were kinda svelte but she was just a mean person so she don't count)
6. I promise to shave vycious at least once more, possibly this time with a small half-Asian girl assisting me. (cause it's funny!)
7. I promise to make my computer work, or blow it up with dyn-o-mite (yes the Jimmie Walker kind).
7. I promise to give (e:vycious) his number seven back... which he really shouldn't be that upset about not having since it's kinda lame.
8. I promise not to make resolutions that are stupid or not entertaining to at least one other person, since really they're just comic relief for the richer, thinner, more productive selves we all keep locked tidily away in the sticky oubliettes of our minds...
9. I may have a cheese sandwich in the next 10 minutes
10. I will program a bunch of stuff...


There's my tenleven revolutions.

Ok here's the sad news... Phone still gone, now debit card gone and the wait for new phone broadens, I think I've contracted some kind of stomach flu, my compys still broken, I still can't dunk a basketball, double dutch still confuses me, and I'm waiting for my liver to end up missing, but on a lighter note

I HAD THE MOST FUN I'VE EVER HAD ON NEW YEARS AT (E:PMT) 's

Thanks sooo much for having that shindig guys... You dudes rock. Pray for me (I mean it).

Yeah,

So last night I was wasted, more than I think I've ever been off of beers and wings alone, but waisted none the less.

Ok I'm sure it has something to do with knowing the bartender at the bar you're drinking at... So, I got to watch the Sabers destroy the Canes' which I love to see since they ousted us from the cup run last year...

Got hungry, when to great wall where I remember receiving a text message and the next time I check... no phoney.

Sad tony.

I have insurance so I'll have a new phone in days, and my contacts are backed up at work so I can call you (yes you), but it's sad that I have no phone on new years...

very sad..

I can't wait for this party though. I have some extra surprises that I will unveil for (e:pmt) during the secret santa event.


allright you estrippers... keep on strippin!

Ok,

This will be brief because I don't want to be up for too long. I have to go to the gym in the morning and I need to be spree so that I can have a good work out.

But here's the real meat of this strangely titled post peeps. Have you ever been wrong about something you've argued for and felt good to realize that you were wrong?

Not just something paltry like weather to put the peanut butter in the fridge or the cupboard for storage (the cupboard of course silly... you'll rip the bread when it's cold!), but something serious and meaningful?

I don't think it happens often in a persons life, it may never happen to you. If it weren't for everything in my life being the way it is right now I don't think it ever could have.

Try it out the next time you have a real pot thrower with someone. Try considering that you could be wrong. Don't give in, really think about things and listen and ask questions that help the other person construct their argument, and ask them to do the same for you.

Cause really, when you're in the thick of one of those you might find your self defending ideas you don't believe in your self unless you take a minute and really think. If you don't you could pass up becoming a better person.

It's moments like this that I'm the most grateful that Paul is an endless slave to this website and that I know I'll be able to record my thoughts, and will be able to share them with you peeps and anyone else who happens into this chunk of the interweb.

Had a big rough talk with the misses as is wont to happen to a couple of people in any circumstance, and I learned a lot of valuable things. I'm not going to get much more specific, it'd take longer than I want to be away from her to do, and I'm not up on airing out my underpants online. Those underpants are for a select few to ever see or smell. I just wanted to remember this day, really, this moment as well as I could... or at the very lest leave a road map to it so that if I ever encounter it again it'll invoke the same calm that I'm feeling right now.

I write to remember.

One Armed Scissor by At The Drive In

Dissect a trillion sighs away
Will you get this letter
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember
'Cause I'm a million miles away
Will you get
this letter
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to
remember
I write to remember
I write to remember