Wednesday, October 17, 2001
|8:38 PM|
And now, for an even more E/N update:
Some blasted cat crossed the street in front of my car a few moments ago. I managed to miss the bastard but I took another thousand or so miles off my tires, with all the screeching and melting they were forced to do. Blasted cat. That's almost as bad as the damned turtle I had to dodge. He was crossing what in Illinois would be considered a highway. That turtle was either the dumbest creature in the state, or had balls of solid iron. *Grinding Noises* Turtle: "I've got just 30 more turtle lengths to go, and ain't no force on Turtle World gonna stop me!" *Iron continues to grind against asphalt*
Vorpal keeps quitting smoking. So far I have won $20 off of him in regards to him "quitting" as well as innumerable pack of cigs. He keeps handing me more or less full packs in an attempt to quit, but he ends up buying another pack. If only I could sell the damn things back to him, or other people. It probably doesn't help that I make a point of stuffing them down my pants in front of him, to discourage him from asking for them back.
DO NOT EVER foul up with a triple bladed razor. That son of a bitch is comfortable until it bites into your lip, and then the wound just won't stop bleeding.
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//That should close up the previous year.
///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
///Problem is, we also need to close up the final month links too.
/// echo '