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Thursday, September 11, 2008

Fear is the Thief 

It leaves life hollow and lived in name only. It is subtle and creeps in through the door of tendency, even after being repeatedly and unceremoniously given the boot.

In other news, I've decided I dislike the keyboard layout of the later McBooks.

Song "of" the day: Calling All Angels by Jane Siberry.

My new co-worker has a very dry sense of humor and deadpan delivery. Naturally, we get along.

I should've bought a kitchen timer along with the electric hand mixer when I was at BB&B. My ratio of good cookies to burnt cookies would've been more favorable.

The Utah Symphony playing Beethoven's 9th tonight was outstanding. I be Keith Lockheart could totally beat DDR on expert. He's got all the moves.

Today I used a skill I learned in college. That skill is skimming the assigned reading for just enough info to make an intelligent response. I can see both sides of the issue on whether that's acceptable or not.

On another note, I really wish I could tell the difference between the times when girls are being friendly and when they are expressing interest. I hate feeling like I'm being insensitive and don't much care for making a fool of myself either.

Ok, time for sleep. I will meet you all back here in exactly one post. Ready - break.

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