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Man.. I have no idea what is up for today, but shit seems like I am seeing it off kilter, or at least a few steps behind the world. ugh. I was a good boy and stayed home to watch some Defiance (heh - someone in the show loves Courtney Love/Hole because the cover art of "Nobody's Daughter" was on the Mayor's wall), and the first new episode of Warehouse 13.. but today.. shit just seems bad. Blanked on my work password.. ugh.. jacked up a move.. sort of feel blah..

Is it the impending May snow?

I just want to crawl back into bed, sleep for a few hours, and try this day over again.

My domain I have been obsessing over for the last six years is now on the auction. A whole "make an offer"... with a minimum of fifteen hundred. Are you freaking kidding me?! Funk that.. I am going to get an auction account and see how he likes sixty five dollars.

Alien Astrometrics

Human-computer interaction in “Prometheus”

A quick run to the gas station turns into a three bar hop.. how the hell does that happen? A visit to Katlin at the Eclipse.. a few new shots there.. then the 'Box.. and a Lori#1 and I follow Woody to Clancy's for his bday.. then Woody disappears to talk to a lady friend in GA... and I, and Lori#1, talk for two hours about bars, scenes, having babies, and finding the right person for me... Lori#1 pays the tab (against my will), we leave, it's raining, and Woody is still talking to that broad..

wtf Thursday morning at 1.30am?!

You can't beat 99 instrumental songs for a buck-ninty-nine. Awesomesauce on a rainy-blah day.

99 Must-Have Chillout Classics

Now to coordinate this lunch with a recruiter.

It seems the Deputy Administrator of NASA is answering twitter questions.. for some f'n reason I decided to smash serious question (what can a civilian do to help nasa) with a jackass (got any jobs for me?!). Geeze, what do I think this is - tiny town? The big ol' "deputy" in the title should have kicked me into a bit more coherent and less juvenile tweet.

*sigh* Stupid weather and lack of decent sleep has me all up in crazy land.

Time to make a more concerted effort to getting back on track for a stable gym-class schedule. It's been way too f'n choppy and losing effectiveness.

Instead of sporadically "when I feel like it" once or twice a week I need to start lumbering towards thrice a week.

Sunday - already done.
Tuesday - A toughie, but so far so good.. a bit cranky and tired, but I should be able to fire through.
Thurs or Fri: ??

Let's shoot for maybe coming out of spring hate'n myself a wee bit less than I do now.

Kick-ass motivation; activate!

Kurt's signed 'In Uetero' book was $25 a pop.. I could squeeze out $50.. but there are people throwing around three hundo on a chance.

Come one phone-a-thon! It was meant to be so it must be!

The River's Phone-a-thon has been a disaster for me.

I missed out on just up and buying the signed vinyl Garbage album..

I donated $50 for two cracks at a Halestorm signed guitar and, subsequently, Blue October signed guitar. No dice.

I donated $25 this morning for a chance at a signed Beastie Boys album.. no luck.

I donated another $25 this afternoon for another Halestorm guitar, and no luck.

So in for a hundred.. and sometime this afternoon is a signed Nirvana song book. Erh.. mah.. GERB!

Going on three years with my current hat.. so I embark on looking for a new one. A strike out at the place (on ebay) that I got my current one (though they have the plain jane field hat).. the hat before that's site just has god awful gaudy ones.. everywhere else it is just hard to get up into that 8 1/4 - 8 1/2 range and find something that looks good.

Damn you giant glorious brain!

Friday: GI Joe, and breaking up a bar fight.

Saturday: Day drinking with Bossman, Mrs. Bossman, and the Lawyer.. and randomly finding more weddings to officiate through my Lawyer's leprechaun/impish associate..

Saturday evening - fun at Bruce's with his family.

Sunday: kicking it with Pete (as pops is out of town), joining Lori's family for Easter up at the 'box, and season finale of The Walking Dead.

Monday: I thought it was the season finale of 'Being Human', but that is next week. Bossman randomly calls me at 9 and we meet up at the 'box. He insists on playing the 'Thunder from Down Under' photohunt. Winning handle "SS Manhandle".

Tuesday: Check in with pops for dinner, and head home to get some animation coding done. On a whim I head to karaokee and chat with that circle.

Last night I, grudgingly, accepted to take middle sister's ticket (so the youngest sister has an escort) to this "medium" Rebecca Rosen. It seems middle sister couldn't find someone to watch the kids. Then it struck me - why the hell am I not watching the kids and the girls can go off to this "medium" for their "totes not cold reading"?!

Bing bam boom I have now a not seeing the "medium", I won't be kicked out for heckling, and life is grand. Awesome sauce!

Now I just need to print out the itinerary my sister provided (in nearly five minute intervals) and follow that to a T. She seemed to have missed the part where I launch bottle rockets with them ugh.