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My life continues its unabatedly uninteresting string of pleasant days. Sorry that I don't have anything better to write. Well, not really.

I bought Prada sunglasses today. I'm glad that I'm relatively sure that even if I do decide to invent time travel at some point in the future, I probably am not going to go visit my old farm boy self, because he'd kick the holy living shit out of me.

I do not have the skin cancer. I'd say that's a worry off my mind, but I don't really ever worry, so that'd be a lie.

I came home tired and cranky from too much work and too little sleep. Then, I noticed that my Japanese maples had opened their leaves while I was at work today, and things were better.

Enough maudlin entry. I have spent the last hour undoing all my laziness since last Saturday. I am pleased.

I'm witnessing someone I used to care about die slowly. She's so lovely and smart and full of energy, and her body is betraying her. She'll likely not live to be as old as I am now. It's sad that someone like her gets a body that falls apart, and a thing like me is damage resistant to the point of recklessness.

I feel guilty.

There came a moment today. One of those moments that just stands out. I was wearing my new Professor Zoom t-hsirt, a pair of jeans, and a new pair of yellow and black Kill Bill Asics Tigers. Maybe a foot in front of me was a girl with some heavy sleeve work and basketball-sized fake boobs. She was dancing arrhythmically to Danzig's "Mother". I looked...
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Studying for the GMAT has caused me to understand some fantastical new dialect of the English language. I think it's probably related to business-weasel-ese. Plus, I've been scoring better on the verbal practice tests than the Math ones. Given that I have a math degree, I'm about to commit seppuku--as soon as I find the folded-up frisbee.

"What percentage of the area of the circle...
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Mondays with null:

Friend: So what's up?
null: Listening to Blondie and looking at pictures of ponies.
Friend: Um, why are you looking at pictures of ponies?
null: Ponies are fucking awesome.

I swear, most of the time, you'd be forgiven for thinking that I'm retarded.

Winding down nine days of not being at work (read "having a vacation"). I'm eating an apple and some decent cheddar, listening to Massive Attack's Blue Lines, and getting back in the work mode.

What did I do with my nine days? Found a barber I like. Drank mojitos and mint juleps. Ate greasy spoon breakfasts and made lavish productions out of dinner at...
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