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In my weekend update post I forgot to mention that on Sunday there were five vultures hanging out on top of the wierd space ship building by my house. I mean honest to god VULTURES. The distance from the top of that building to our front door where we were standing is at least several hundred meters, and even at that distance they were obviously quite sizeable. It was kinda creepy... I mean, what the hell are five full grown vultures doing hanging around suburban Beltsville? Where did they come from? Roomie Jn, a.k.a. the dumb but pleasant one, thought that they might be congregating for a dead racoon. For some reason I doubt it.
In today's headlines, I feel like I might be loosing my mind. I'm PMSing like a motherfucker and want to kill everyone; this week I will be pulling double duty with my old program, training my new replacement; and my new program, trying to learn the ropes; my car started making a wierd clunking noise somewhere by the rear-right wheel last night, so I have a feeling it's preparing to heave it's last so now I'm kinda under the gun to hurry up and buy a new/pre-owned one and it really couldn't come at a more inopportune time, as I'm trying to prepare for my upcoming move; this morning I found out that the boy will be out of town both this weekend and next so no moving help from him; he will be preparing for a conference all this week and will be back in Atlanta next so he won't be available to go with me to the dealership and haggle (I'm really bad at haggling), but at least bassist M. and beautifulflirt have offered their services towards my move.
Stress stress stress Stress stress stress Stress stress stress Stress stress stress
Me no likey this ride, sir, can I please get off?
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In my weekend update post I forgot to mention that on Sunday there were five vultures hanging out on top of the wierd space ship building by my house. I mean honest to god VULTURES. The distance from the top of that building to our front door where we were standing is at least several hundred meters, and even at that distance they were obviously quite sizeable. It was kinda creepy... I mean, what the hell are five full grown vultures doing hanging around suburban Beltsville? Where did they come from? Roomie Jn, a.k.a. the dumb but pleasant one, thought that they might be congregating for a dead racoon. For some reason I doubt it.
In today's headlines, I feel like I might be loosing my mind. I'm PMSing like a motherfucker and want to kill everyone; this week I will be pulling double duty with my old program, training my new replacement; and my new program, trying to learn the ropes; my car started making a wierd clunking noise somewhere by the rear-right wheel last night, so I have a feeling it's preparing to heave it's last so now I'm kinda under the gun to hurry up and buy a new/pre-owned one and it really couldn't come at a more inopportune time, as I'm trying to prepare for my upcoming move; this morning I found out that the boy will be out of town both this weekend and next so no moving help from him; he will be preparing for a conference all this week and will be back in Atlanta next so he won't be available to go with me to the dealership and haggle (I'm really bad at haggling), but at least bassist M. and beautifulflirt have offered their services towards my move.
Stress stress stress Stress stress stress Stress stress stress Stress stress stress
Me no likey this ride, sir, can I please get off?