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Things to do before the end of the week:
Work many more days
Finish a backer card ghetto ass project
Think of something snappy to say on next mondays conference call (I am thinking that when my name is called of saying 'Im a dirty white boy')
put up my laundry
play tennis a few times
fix dinner tomorrow night
shipment
clean the computer room
make a mix disk for the trip to O town Saturday
visit dan the man
make dan birthday breakfast (because I am po, and cant afford a real gift)
I am thinking of drinking heavily tomorrow night
write the worlds greatest poem. Again.
Be patient
Be me.
Curse God a few times for not answering the majority of my prayers. Like the one about being able to see my son, or know about my son... that was a good one. Or the one about not letting my Dad die. That one was appreciated. And there are more. I can forgive the ones about winning the lottery or for blow jobs or sex, but the son and dad thing... I am still miffed about that.
I am also not too happy about the prayers for me not losing my hair. That cheeses me off.
But God is ok. I mean, he is busy. But still, I have only asked for a few things with the right intentions, and he seems to have me on permanent prayer waiting.
"your cue in prayer line is 4,562,264,731,124,001. Your estimated time for an answer is 62 years, 5 months and 16 days. To hear this message in spanish say amen."
We blew - TRIED to blow up a watermelon today with a mortar. Actually about three mortars. Very cool.
Will be on the next movie.
G'night
Work many more days
Finish a backer card ghetto ass project
Think of something snappy to say on next mondays conference call (I am thinking that when my name is called of saying 'Im a dirty white boy')
put up my laundry
play tennis a few times
fix dinner tomorrow night
shipment
clean the computer room
make a mix disk for the trip to O town Saturday
visit dan the man
make dan birthday breakfast (because I am po, and cant afford a real gift)
I am thinking of drinking heavily tomorrow night
write the worlds greatest poem. Again.
Be patient
Be me.
Curse God a few times for not answering the majority of my prayers. Like the one about being able to see my son, or know about my son... that was a good one. Or the one about not letting my Dad die. That one was appreciated. And there are more. I can forgive the ones about winning the lottery or for blow jobs or sex, but the son and dad thing... I am still miffed about that.
I am also not too happy about the prayers for me not losing my hair. That cheeses me off.
But God is ok. I mean, he is busy. But still, I have only asked for a few things with the right intentions, and he seems to have me on permanent prayer waiting.
"your cue in prayer line is 4,562,264,731,124,001. Your estimated time for an answer is 62 years, 5 months and 16 days. To hear this message in spanish say amen."
We blew - TRIED to blow up a watermelon today with a mortar. Actually about three mortars. Very cool.
Will be on the next movie.
G'night