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Friday, June 11, 2004

I try to steer clear of political topics with those I don't know too well or those with whom I am obligated to spend vast amounts of time. Family and coworkers fall into this last category.

No. They didn't say that. Keep quiet. Bite your tongue lad.

Sometimes I can't, and respond with "no, actually, I'm not taking the day off. In fact, I'm working extra hard today just to stick it in his dead face [and I don't mean Ray Charles, for two reasons: 1) he's not deserving of having it stuck in his dead face, and 2) being blind, he would most likely not realize it was being stuck there]."

Maybe I should distribute all my snide remarks across the entire day instead of bottling them up inside and erupting. Or perhaps instead I should come up with some bizarre catch-phrase to supplant the eruption entirely. Something like "don't ask me - I'm just endowed with unending bliss! Look, a turtle!"

Posted by morland @ 02:59 PM

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How sweet would it be if the Prima Donnas played a free concert today in Central Park? Clearly the encore would be that song - you know - the one about it being 1998 and Reagan being dead.

Morlando, serious question if I may/must. Do you really think about this stuff at work? If so, your humorously heavy conscious is reminiscient of Little Man Tate's:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0102316/

Poor guy was always worrying about global warming and the deforestation. Until Harry Connick Jr. showed him that true happieness means letting go of the little things.

Or are you just pissed that I left work at noon today?

Also, do you have ultragrrrl's email address handy? There's this awesome party I heard about that I think we should invite her to.

Posted by: on June 11, 2004 04:50 PM

Sorry. Forget to sign the last posting.

Posted by: aruss on June 11, 2004 04:51 PM

By that same logic, Russ, you should be pissed that I didn't work at all on Friday. And when you're at work on Monday, I'll not be at work. I must be the coolest person ever (without a job).

Posted by: the guy who lived in vail on June 12, 2004 03:57 PM

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