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So I open an e-mail today.... of course it's spam. But the subject is "chip capacitators." and for some unknown reason that phrase sounds familiar to me. I tried to google it to see if it was a movie I'd watching. But, I couldn't find anything.
So, if any of you know anything about why chip capacitator sounds so damn familiar to me... please let me know.
In other new:
I'd promised someone a preston-esque post... but I can't bring myself to do it. Not because I have nothing to say, but because I have this stupid cold weighing me down, that typing this much is almost painful. So please, forgive me.
Maybe tomorrow I can get to it.... but here is a preview"
"We drove up and down nine mile and surrounding roads - I don't think i've ever been on the Lodge as much as I had Monday night - forever. Tony took off his hat and wiped his brow and swore 'fuck' as he hit the stearing wheel. I was a little scared. 1. because I didn't know where the hell we were and 2. because I don't think I've really ever heard Tony swear before. I asked what was wrong... "I don't know where the hell we are" was the reply . And, of course, we arrived at the bar 30 minutes before Jen and Reed. Oh well, just a couple beers to calm both our nerves and we were ready to watch Reed attempt to hang Mardi Gras posters at a gay bar.
So, if any of you know anything about why chip capacitator sounds so damn familiar to me... please let me know.
In other new:
I'd promised someone a preston-esque post... but I can't bring myself to do it. Not because I have nothing to say, but because I have this stupid cold weighing me down, that typing this much is almost painful. So please, forgive me.
Maybe tomorrow I can get to it.... but here is a preview"
"We drove up and down nine mile and surrounding roads - I don't think i've ever been on the Lodge as much as I had Monday night - forever. Tony took off his hat and wiped his brow and swore 'fuck' as he hit the stearing wheel. I was a little scared. 1. because I didn't know where the hell we were and 2. because I don't think I've really ever heard Tony swear before. I asked what was wrong... "I don't know where the hell we are" was the reply . And, of course, we arrived at the bar 30 minutes before Jen and Reed. Oh well, just a couple beers to calm both our nerves and we were ready to watch Reed attempt to hang Mardi Gras posters at a gay bar.