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Okay, -10 F (-23 C) this morning. That got my attention as I stepped out of the door.

As I turned the ignition on my car, the usual lights lit. Check engine, oil pressure, seatbelt, coolant temp. I them proceed to turn the ignition to engauge the starter and the check lights went out as usual. Then a new light came on, the new light read "fuck you, its cold" and the starter ground to a halt. I waited a few seconds to try and start the engine again. The second attempt yielded another new dash light. The light "Are you fucking stupid, its cold" light came on.

I popped the hood and cliped on my booster pack to the battery. Couple of cranks and the engine fired right up. A new light on the dash read "Asshole..."

A black day for planet earth

A new community ala mojocatt.

demand_apathy

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I wonder if the Pope knows that his title is slang for a penis in some places?

An Idea...

Friday night.

Sleding and tubing at Wirth golf course, followed by hot acholic drinks and snacks?

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Looky looky its a fresh gaggle of morons. Includes a very informative "patriot" and "traitor" list.

http://www.probush.com/

I think it is a parody....but damned of you can tell these days.

AND...



The President throws like a school girl! Ahh hahahahha!

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Ohhhh, I need to get out of this palce, find a new job. For reasons too numerous to list.

When in rome....

create your own visited states map
or write about it on the open travel guide

Some of the states, such as Utah I only was in on a connecting flight.

Welll....feh and shit.

Heh, in an interesting turn of events my great-grandboss just stopped by and gave me a pat on the back for my efforts. I peered over my stack of test results, historical data, Taco Bell wrappers and thanked him for it. At this point in time (as you saw from my previous post) it did make a difference in my mood. But I still lack overall basic respect for my talents and opinion.

He is a good guy and one smart cookie, and his ass is always in the firing line for the greater good.

But you know what they say, a pat on the back is only a few inches for a kick in the ass. I need more that a back pat to be happy here. I need a promotion to something new, something where I can hone new skills and more pay.

If anyone is familar with the new Sims relationship rating system, it has two scores. A long term relationship score and a short term relationship score. The short term score moves more quickly than the long term score. The longer and higher you keep your short term up, the long term will slowly grow. I have spent much more time at the shallow end of the short term score, thus a very low long term score. Such as...

11:00am Scores
Short term: 15%
Long term: 7%

2:30pm scores (post back pat)
Short term: 55%
Long term: 7%

As you can see, the short term score nearly tripled, while the long term is unchanged. I don't think the long term score has been over 20% in over three years.

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Instant mood enhancement!

Go find a song called the "Barnyard Boogie" by Louis Jordan.

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Reading CNN and listening to old (and some new) really makes me feel like putting the old army jacket and engineer boots on. Get drunk on cheap vodka and plant a goober loogie right in some lawyers mug...

People used to fear the punk. Now it is mainstream pussy and dumbed down, (read: that argile latrine chick), the UK outright banned materials because it was so inflammatory. Police departments called every cop in a 10 mile radius for the next Black Flag show. People would look at you like you were a bomb about to detonate.

We would walk into a restaurant and the manager would watch us the whole time. Security gaurds would tail us in stores (talking into the mic inside their jacket, funny as hell). With good reason, if they did not something was about to be broken (or dropped from great altitude).

Note: If a seventeen year old (1987) Mojocatt walks into your mall with caveman's megaphone, trouble is coming. I might run through the mall paging Dr. Doogie Howserthen we got **ahem** kicked out, I mean politly shown the door.

Where is the outrage in the new geration? They should be busy scaring the holy shit out of us. Jeez..;) But they say they are using less drugs and teenage drinking has fallen, are getting better grades and becoming more conservitive. I am extremly disappointed.

The moral of this story? Clearly I need to wipe this goofy smile off my face and more time looking like a timebomb. Just put on Clocked In and break something, feels good...and is a great start.