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And don't forget your daily dose of hypocrisy.
I'd post more, but i'm damn tired and not even on my main computer (would you believe my comp, my clean machine, and laptop are all turned off....at once????). Long day, up early working in reno, nv, got to work and got bash installed and ssh re-enabled for my login account. Ran some scripts to measure traffic, and have a long night ahead of me re-enabling SNMP in soutfield, mi and reloading the 10k there (perhaps).
time for sleep.......
How cool is that? It's a 75 cd organizer that connects via USB to your computer and keeps a database of what CD is where. You can even program it to remind you to return CD's after a period of time. Here's a demo. Cost's about 99 bucks, which is not to bad really. Personally I think it'd make a perfect valentine's day gift :-P
Well better go make some coffee.....still tired from working last night's maintenance window.

That green thing is what's called a "heater", basically it's a one time use bag for heating the main entree up to 200 degrees. This isn't necessary to eat it, but it is a nice feature to eat warm food compared to cold. The cool thing is it only uses water as the catalyst, and not much water at that.
So I just thought that was pretty cool. I tried the "grilled chicken" one for lunch. It's not the greatest tasting thing in the world....heck, none of it is. But you know what, it's still pretty damn cool. If this was all I had to eat, I couldn't be to happy, but fuel is fuel and this beats eating bugs and twigs.
Oh and the gifts just keep coming, Jen also grabbed some beer for me while she was in Cyprus:
THEY'RE HUGE! It's like some type of European 40oz ghetto thing going on. Pretty cool though ;)
Oh yeah, and I upgraded from 2.51 to 2.66 Moveable Type, so if your that spammer that tried to post a comment in every post i've ever made last night you can kiss my hairy mother fucking, son of a bitch, rosey red ass! Oh yeah, and I banned your IP.....dipshit.
Oh yeah, and btw, rich as the couch from fucking hell! This thing just damn near fit in the apartment.
Now I'm not talking about the standard "just damn near fit" I'm talking about the "break out the butter and grease the sides cause if you don't i'm gonna take an axe and make it a sectional" just fit. But I really shouldn't complain, cause we're gonna be moving in a month and I need all the help I can get just to move my filing cabinet (imagine ancient egyptian's moving the stones they used to make the pyramid's.....yeah, it's kind of like that).
Speaking of lot's of stuff in tight places, check out this link. It's a house that's filled with so much crap it's frightening.
Wait a minute....did you look at the link? No, i'm not kidding....you need to see this.
At least it gave me something to do during The Apprentence instead of watching it. God please, if your reading this, bring back scrubs......uh...and give me super powers cause that would be pretty cool too.
:)
Had a hell of a day fighing with an OC3 card in reno, nv that decided to just loose one of its port. And then, of course, infra give me an ip that's outside the range of the subnet. Couldn't even get to the gateway even though we could see the MAC.
I finished the book "dude, where's my country" by Micheal Moore. It's a really good book for the most part (gets kinda preachy at the end).
You know what I really miss, my suscription to The Onion....still have a bunch of old ones sitting in a box here. Guess I'll use them to pack for moving.
Well, almost time for Star Trek: Enterprise, and besides i can't type with gizmo climbing all over me. later...
| Disorder | Rating |
| Paranoid: | High |
| Schizoid: | Low |
| Schizotypal: | High |
| Antisocial: | Low |
| Borderline: | Very High |
| Histrionic: | High |
| Narcissistic: | High |
| Avoidant: | Very High |
| Dependent: | Very High |
| Obsessive-Compulsive: | High |
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It's a touching story of a Truck, a House, and how the forces of gravity destroyed their love.....and the west corner of the house.
