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Ok, protip on how to kill a conversation... bring up Ayn Rand being amusing in ANY sense.

Noted.

(Crickets chirp)

I started reading Transmetropolitan about 12 hours ago.


I'm about to start Vol. 6.

[it was in the dictionary]

orientate - i feel this should not be a word.  one does not get orientated or disorientated, one gets oriented or disoriented.  it pisses me off cuz i looked it up and it was in the dictionary. 

THAT is retarded.

After a long think, I think I have to move back in with my ex. He's not abusive, it's 1 vs 1 instead of 2 vs 1, and I will have leverageg against him.

I'm going to enjoy my weekend first, though, and talk to him tomorrow about to hammer out the details.

Might as well make this an official shot.

The web ring.  Unless you want to play with it yourself.

It's more like an online local newspaper that's gone global. They hire freelance writers to write on the chosen topic. I wouldn't object to advice, and I'll cut you in for it too, but I want to get back on writing again. I miss it.

The Examiner?  If not, we really should try to get someone on The Examiner. They have just about every other group covered.

Yes indeed the Examiner. I was trying to think of what I would call the 'topic' I'd be writing about, as they don't have one just yet.

I was thinking something like 'High Wierdness'.

as for cookies, well...I pretty much just like cookies, but I especially like snickerdoodles and molasses cookies.

and, you know, special cookies.

I shall surprise you, since SPS got snickerdoodle dibs.

The parents know, they're over it. And I hope they did their job to the rest of the family that I have to see on Christmas Eve. If not, I plan to get irreparably drunk very fast. Which shouldn't be a problem, since my brother and I usually split a bottle of tequila.

Getting drunk is not a backup plan, it's the proper course of action. It's x-mas ffs, time to get shitfaced. For Jesus! 

Not being drunk at Christmas makes baby Jesus cry.

TBH, after what I read, I could kind of insinuate what was going to happen.  I mean, there was Reardon and all the laws that were being made in the issue of fairness, then there was that spaniard guy, who I thought was a bit hagbard-ish, what with the mystery and the money, I almost figured he was going to be at the center of it all, like a big joke or something.  Then it got to the part with the train and I just couldnt really keep going.  It just seemed to me to be an indictment of socialism.  Pretty common for the time, right?

in⋅sin⋅u⋅ate  /ɪnˈsɪnyuˌeɪt/  Show Spelled Pronunciation [in-sin-yoo-eyt]  Show IPA verb, -at⋅ed, -at⋅ing.
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–verb (used with object) 1. to suggest or hint slyly: He insinuated that they were lying. 
2. to instill or infuse subtly or artfully, as into the mind: to insinuate doubts through propaganda. 
3. to bring or introduce into a position or relation by indirect or artful methods: to insinuate oneself into favor. 

Insinuate makes no sense there.

They're shitting us with Eminem, right?


Right?

...I get to tell everyone in Florida essentially why my life sucks right now, and being told to suck it up in return.

Punch them.  In the face.

THIS.

Yeah, I was about to send you a PM about that facebook update...

I had a meltdown last night. Still recovering.

But hey, it's CHRISTMAS. I get to be HAPPY. I get to see my FAMILY.



...I get to tell everyone in Florida why I getting a divorce.
...I get to tell everyone in Florida why I'm waiting tables again.
...I get to tell everyone in Florida essentially why my life sucks right now, and being told to suck it up in return.


My parents didn't get divorced when they were 27, but holy shit did I wish they did sometimes.

D: 

On the plus side, maybe I'll get them to give me money.

Money is always nice. Especially if the reciever has no moneys to begin with.

Yeah, I was about to send you a PM about that facebook update...

I had a meltdown last night. Still recovering.

But hey, it's CHRISTMAS. I get to be HAPPY. I get to see my FAMILY.



...I get to tell everyone in Florida why I getting a divorce.
...I get to tell everyone in Florida why I'm waiting tables again.
...I get to tell everyone in Florida essentially why my life sucks right now, and being told to suck it up in return.


My parents didn't get divorced when they were 27, but holy shit did I wish they did sometimes.

D: 

Just don't tell Roger... Tis mah SEEKRUT WEHPUN!