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Three weeks of nonstop stress, bad eating, and no sleep has finally caught up with me, so I'm going lie abed and read all day.

I enjoyed seeing people out and abut last night. Hopefully, I'll be around more.

Time for an update...perhaps.

I've spent a good portion of the evening eating fresh Rainier cherries, sipping bottled water, and watching French movies.

The air coming through my window smells of good bacon. Why I can't imagine at this time of the evening, but it does. The smell of good bacon frying--not the hideous Hormel atrocity, but honest-to-God real bacon--always reminds me of home and...
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I saw an iMix in the iTunes music store purporting to be "The Sound of the Future". What does the future sound like, you might ask. A lot like the current playlist on any "alternative" radio station you might stumble onto in a major city. Kasabian, Franz Ferdinand, Furureheads, Kaiser Chiefs, and the Bloc Party were the stalwarts of the list. I'm all for interesting...
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Watched several movies, had some pho, ran all my errands, read some books, went to the gym, and now it's back to the fray. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Going to see The Island tonight. God, I love sneak previews.

I find myself the center of a territorial pissing match when all I'm trying to do is solve problems. I don't get how people can scream till they're hoarse about how someone is acting out of his mandate while not mentioning that if he didn't nothing would get done. I don't care about titles or org charts or job descriptions. I wish the rest of...
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My company still managed to lose the contract that I saved last week in a display of high-pressure heroics. I'm very depressed.

At least I still have Jet Li movies.

After a strenuous afternoon of doing laundry, cooking, and reading GQ, I've retired to watch Menace II Society. Someone said recently that I'm an odd mix of redneck and sophisticate. I think she was partly right, but to be precise, she'd have to add a lot of things to the mix.

I'm so looking forward to a calm, quiet weekend. I don't have any plans more strenuous than getting a haircut.

What can you say about a day where you save a multi-million dollar contract from the stupidity of the low-ball subcontractors your company used in less than five hours only to walk into a noxious cloud of metal paint fumes and vomit all over the elevator?

Yeah, I don't know either.