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2:33p
Still training...
Heh. Joy. Not that I mind. Just like going to school. Which is the only negative. I don't like going to school after being in "work school". But hey...my school project is finished. just haveto print out the code and make the cover sheet. Oh..and have to buy a manilla envelope to put the project in. :)
4:37p
7:13p
Question...
Does anyone else out there have a perminant radio station in their head? I mean, I have music in my head ALWAYS. There is never a moment that I have not had music running through my brain. Granted, sometimes it's the same song for hours, but it's ALWAYS there.....

Anyone else or am I the one and only?
9:22p
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9:36p
A short love poem
"Amore" is an Italian word
That means "I love you,"
"Goulash" is a Hungarian word
That means tasty beef stew.

I'm sorry. Please ignore the last two lines -- they really have nothing to do with love. You see, I haven't eaten all day and I'm a bit famished. I'm afraid the ol' stomach is getting in the way of the creative mind. Oh well, it's nothing that a good poet can't fight through. So, let's give this love poem another go, shall we?

Your eyes are so fair and blue,
Your lips are so red and true,
Your thighs are sinewy,
I would love to eat them.

Blaspheme! Why can't I stop thinking about food? I ruined a perfectly good stanza with talk of cannibalism. I'm sorry, this won't happen again, I promise you. OK, let's try this one more time:

I want burrito now,

Egad! What the hell was that?! That wasn't even a coherent thought, let alone a line of romantic poetry. I'm losing it. I must eat soon. Somebody help me. No, must hold on. Must finish poem first. Give me one more chance. You won't be disappointed.

Meat.

Dammit to hell! I've lost it! Somebody, for the love of God, get me something to eat! I'm going crazy! You hear me? Crazy! Hey, maybe I'll eat my arm. Yeah, that sounds good. It's plump and meaty. I'm sure it will make a fine meal. Yes, I'll eat my arm, and then I'll eat my torso for dessert! Ha! Ha! I'm saved! Saved! Thank you, God! Thank you!

THE END
9:38p
FIVE GOOD WORDS TO KNOW IF EVER CONFRONTED WITH A SITUATION THAT REQUIRES YOU TO SAVE THE WORLD...
By defeating a crazed nazi in a game of German Death Scrabble...

1. QUETSCHKARTOFFELN (mashed potatoes)
2. XBEINIG (knock-kneed)
3. ZUCKERZUEG (candy)
4. ÜBERSCHLAG (somersault)
5. QUETSCHUNG (bruise)

You can't lose. :)
9:46p
9:51p
No..really...I need something better to do...honest...
*Disclaimer: This is making fun of religion...remember...it's a JOKE!

The Lost Gospel of FredCollapse )
9:57p


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