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:: Friday, December 31, 2004 :: and into another new year we go. and one year closer to death. and 4 more years of bush to look forward to. uh...... why DO we say HAPPY new year, anyway???? sigh. well, have a happy new year anyway. i guess.:: Tuesday, December 28, 2004 :: and back to work we go. sigh. must remember to stop and pick up a lottery ticket. god i hate this.:: Friday, December 24, 2004 :: i'm awful goddamned quiet considering the date, don'cha think.:: Saturday, December 18, 2004 :: thank GOD. finally got some formatting over on the left hand bar fixed.... been driving me nuts for the longest time. just wasn't looking at the html hard enough. sigh. oh and by the way - this IS hell, we just don't realize it. and we're all paying for our previous sins NOW. no... really.:: Friday, December 17, 2004 :: the snow never came. bastard weather.:: Thursday, December 16, 2004 :: oh.. almost forgot. time for my yearly christmas card to the world... where did i put it... OH.. here it is.........:: Wednesday, December 15, 2004 :: Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come. - unknown:: Monday, December 13, 2004 :: i need approximately 2 feet of snow by the weekend. badly.:: Wednesday, December 08, 2004 :: this is sooooo sad. i so loath listening to radio today that i've totally given up on terrestrial signals and switched over to net radio and podcasts.... of particular note, the dawn and drew show and whole wheat radio. and i'll note that i've spent the past 17 or so years working in radio. sigh. i realllly miss radio. i mean radio like when i first got into the field.... when you could follow paul revere and the raiders with led zeppelin. and nobody blinked.:: Tuesday, December 07, 2004 :: be warned up front - there's no point to this post. none whatsoever. of course, that statement makes the assumption that there usually IS a point to my blog entries. which, of course, any fools knows is bullshit. as anyone who knows me already knows, i occasionally tend to just ramble without ever having an actual "point". see, i think "the point" gets in the way. of my continued speaking.:: Friday, December 03, 2004 ::
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