faster pussycat... type! type!

After I gave them $100, the DOL gave me a temporary version of my drivers license with the most hideous picture of me ever. It's bad. She turned the monitor towards me and said, "You ok with that?"
"Yeah, whatever"
"Are you sure?"
But I'd had it with that place. And now, for several years to come I stuck with a demon picture on my dr's license. I have four chins, deep dark circles around my suddenly beady little eyes, I'm not smiling, I'm smirking. I look mean, like I want to cause you pain. Also, I kinda look like could shoot red laser beams with my eyeballs. Which is just cool.

I'm not exaggerating, I showed it to Evildeb and from 10 feet away, a nanosecond after I whipped it out she said "Whoa! That is a horrible picture! You look like you've been awake for a week." But I've decided to embrace it. We always try to get the best picture we can. But why? Who cares? In fact, I think I am going to go out and get a passport now. See how much damage I can do with that.

Speaking of unflattering portraits.... I am playing around with a webcam page. It's not terribly flattering of me. The lightening is bad, I look green, every flaw in my skin is accentuated, including the dark circles around my eyes. And, most of the time you only see the top half of my face, because I am slouching. And yet... I did it anyway! There are some kinks to work out. It's only online when I am at my desk, at home. Right now, if you were to be looking, you'd see a freshly washed Jodi, with wet hair, looking very tired. Very tired indeed. And a little greenish.

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I knew I was going to be the butt of some jokes, when I returned back to work today, so I dressed accordingly. I wanted everyone to know my status. So I wore this shirt.

Yes, it's backwards. That's because I took the picture with my iSight camera this morning. Go to nerdyshirts.com to see a better picture. I find this shirt hilarious, which should show you what a dork I am. I also wore my tiny handcuff necklace. It seemed appropriate.

Everyone had fun exploiting my criminal behavior and now it's all over. We can move on to other things. Surely someone else will do something that warrants our mockery soon.

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Well, when we last left me, I was cuffed and in the back of the state patrolman's car. Right now, I am sitting in the DOL. For the second time today. They are calling numbers in the 90's, soon to be 100's, and in the 500's. I am 373. I don't know where I fit in. Oh, wait, they just called 359. There is hope. Ok, back to the story.

So, the officer searched my car and searched my bag, and called a tow truck to impound my car. No, he did not give me the option of calling anyone to pick me and the car up. He left me in the back seat. The back seat is actually hard plastic. I guess so they can hose it down after hauling the bleeding or vomiting. Or leakers of other bodily fluids. Too bad I didn't barf. I was getting more annoyed simply because it was taking so long, and he was been a bit excessive, in my opinion. Because of him, I was going to have to call my mom and ask her to bail me out of jail. She wasn't going to like that, it was going to upset her. This man was upsetting my mother! On thanksgiving no less.

I'd say about 25 to 30 minutes into the wait for the tow truck, he decided that he would not take me into the station and book me. He said he was going to take me to a gas station, and I could wait inside for someone to pick me up. Good news, especially since he was sparing my mommy the pain of my incarceration. But, he still didn't uncuff me. He didn't do that until we let me out in front of the gas station. 45 minutes after he first cuffed me.

I have to wonder if he was trying to scare me straight. Do you think so? Most people, in similar situations report they were not cuffed. My cousin was given a ride home by the cop! Not everyone has their car impounded either. Maybe he was angry because he had to work on Thanksgiving? I don't know. He was pleasant enough, considering. He suggested to me that I would be more comfortable if I turned sideways, in the back seat.

On Friday, Mr. and Mrs Moon helped me get my car out of the impound lot. $197. But the courthouse was closed. On Monday, Mrs. Moon came up here and took me to the courthouse. $279. But then we found out the DOL was closed on Mondays. This morning, I decide to take the law into my own hands, and I drove down here when they first opened at 8:30. Only to be told that I had another ticket unpaid. One for overdue tabs. That happened during my incredible weeks of suck, in the later half of July. Not surprised I forgot that one. So I drove back to the courthouse I visited yesterday, wondering why they didn't tell me about this yesterday. Only to find out it had to be sent to collections and I had to go there to pay it off and get the paperwork. $371. At the collections office, she told me I do not need to go back to the courthouse. She better not have lied to me. Because here I sit, in the DOL, waiting my turn while one and only one man handles numbers in the 300's.

And there you go, another day of work missed, it's already afternoon as I write this. Bothersome and annoying, but nothing more than blog fodder. I drove the speed limit all day and you know that's gotta hurt. There was no way I was going to make someone else cart me around today. I'm trying to take care of this. I've had enough of their shananigans. Sure, I was wrong, but now I am trying to do the right thing.

I'm going to go to the Apple store after this. Buy myself a new Mighty Mouse or something. My optical mouse at home is dying. It's driving me nuts. A bunch of people in the 300's have given up. We are now at 365.

And now, thanks to Lloyd's suggestion, I am going to leave you with an audio treat. Enjoy Was Not Was with "Hello Dad? I'm in Jail"

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Well, we are back from Thanksgiving holiday. For the most part. I didn't actually go to work today. I had a bit of a situation happen over the holiday. Which I will tell you about now.

When Thanksgiving Day started out, I never expected to be sitting in the back of a police car, hands cuffed behind my back. I also never expected to end up helping a woman give birth in the back of a taxi cab, saving a kid from drowning in a pool, or performing an emergency tracheotomy on someone with a ball point pen. Which is good. None of those things happened. Except for the cop car/ handcuff bit. As Dr. Stevil said to me, today via chat, I was cuffed and stuffed. And not in a good way.

Here's what happened. I was coming down the hill from Snoqualmie Pass, into Issaquah. On the pass, the speed limit is 70, shortly before you round the curve into town, it reduces down to 60. Sometimes, I forget, and until I see Issaquah, I speed along. Thanksgiving night was one of those nights. But I slowed down before the curve, I swear. That's why, I was confused when the Wa State Patrolman pulled me over. Did I know how fast I was driving... no it was more like 76... license and registration please... blah blah blah. You know how it works. He brought back the license and had me sign it, and I thought that would be it. But he asked me to step out of the vehicle.

Do you guys remember, back in September, when I got a speeding ticket for going 27 mph in a school zone? Well, I didn't. In fact, I forgot to pay the ticket. It was only two months ago, but they suspended my license. So I was told by the WSP man, who had led me out to the back of my car. I thought he was going to show me something was wrong with my car. Or maybe even see if I was drunk. But no.
Cop: Did you know your license was suspended? Due to delinquent speeding ticket?
Jodi: Uh... no. What speeding ticket?
Cop: I don't know which one. But it's suspended, and I'm going to have to arrest you.
Jodi: What? Seriously?
Cop: Yes, please place your hands behind your back.
Jodi: No... really... seriously?

And he was. He put me in the back of his cop care, with my hands cuffed behind my back. He brought my purse and searched my purse. Then he searched my car.

Cop: You have a lot of stuff in your car.
Jodi: Yeah... I do.
Cop: Why is that?
Jodi: Why what?
Cop: Why do you have so much stuff in your car?
Jodi: Well.... because.

What a stupid question. If you are wondering how I am taking this whole thing, at this point, the hand cuffs, the searching, the imminent arrest, the answer is... fine. I was annoyed, mostly. A little bemused because he had to list the contents of my car on a form. Mostly, I was sorry I was going to have to call my mom out of bed to bail me out of jail. Actually, I never thought I would go to jail. Even if arrested. It simply did not occur to me to be worried.

to be continued.....

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You might be amazed, if you were around here Friday, by my ability to manipulate time and space, and post something in the past. I've got mad phat physics skills, and if I want to utilize tesseracts to go back to Friday, to post the FiWoFicFriday I can. Truth is, I was busy, and forgot it was Friday. But that's ok, cuz I got a good story out of it, one which I will tell you later, with more than 50 words. Fun!

Ok, well, this week's sin, and therefore theme, is Greed.

Greed is Tasty
The boy stuffed holiday cookies into his pockets. When his pockets were full, he began stuffing his cheeks. He turned around and ran into his grandmother, spitting crumbs on her sweater in his surprise.

"Well, Gordon Gekko, we'd better hide out in the kitchen before your mother sees you."

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and I do. Actually, ze frank does. Please please please go watch this. I'm trying to be more responsible in what I discuss here.

Oh, fuck vitamins and exercise.... give me RITALIN!

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Evildeb is not here this week. She may be at home, building her shrine to Johnny Cash, or baking pies for thanksgiving, I'm not sure. The rest of us are left here, at Grump Central. There are a lot of bad moods around here today. And maybe it's because of air stagnation. We are under an air stagnation advisory. This is due to a high pressure front that remains over the pacific northwest, trapping all the pollution and smog and other nasties in the air. It's super foggy in the morning and evening, and the air is icky. Maybe that's what is making everyone crabby, I don't know. But until it rains on Thursday evening, we remain under a cloud.

In an effort to snap out of it, I give you this happy video of one of my sims jumping on the couch. Isn't that cheery?

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Evildeb has a new love. A new all consuming love. For Johnny Cash. She wants to have his babies, although she knows he is dead. Which makes it difficult. She now speaks to me primarily in lyrics. From Johnny Cash songs. She says it won't last forever, but I am still a little worried. She's been pretty stressed lately. She kept telling me that she got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout. I don't even know what a pepper sprout is. Luckily, she has next week off. Hopefully, she'll sit quietly and let her brain relax. Although I doubt it.

Just so you know, as I write these words, I am watching them appear on my brand new 23" Apple Cinema Display. They look gorgeous! Later, I'll write the words on my brand new 15" Powerbook! But I am currently in the process of setting it up.

Jodi bought herself some presents today!

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Continuing on through the seven deadly sins, today's theme is gluttony. Sorry I am late in getting the FWF up this morning. Please refer to last week's sin Sloth.

Bellyache

He looked up at me with those soft brown eyes, to sleepy to even raise his head. I put my hand on his rounded tummy and gave it a rub and he gave a grateful tail wag.

"Gluttonous little puppy, you see what happens when you eat an entire ham?"

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Today is Harry Potter day. My Place Of Employment is hosting a screening tonight, for it's employees, and family, only. I am soooo excited. So freakin' excited. I can barely stand it. How am I supposed to get any work done, knowing that I am hours away from the new Harry Potter movie? Additionally, it is Tessa's birthday. So we are leaving here a bit early and convening at a restaurant next to the theatre to have cocktails. So you know what that means? It means it's another Get Paco Drunk Thursday!! Hooray! I wish I had a video camera. Everyone wish Paco good luck, as he reads my blog.

Evildeb was doing my hair today, because it was very big and also in my face. She put chopsticks with devil heads on them. They look like antennae coming out of my head. But I like them. They are festive, which is appropriate for such a festive day. They look festive, I just look insane. Paco took a picture. Then he added some flare.

TINY FISTS OF DOOM!!

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Mr. Moon has a new job. Starting next week, he will no longer be working downtown. He won't be working in Seattle at all. Therefore, we will not be able to have lunch. Today was our last lunch. We went to Gameworks, because after you eat, they give you 30 minutes of free game play. Plus they have a really good chicken sandwich. Mr. Moon likes to do the drum game, I like to play the downhill skiing game. But the best game is Ghost Squad. I like any game that has guns. I also like playing cooperatively with someone. Especially ex-Marine video game aficionados like Mr. Moon. Also, I like to yell insults and threats to my video targets. It's a good thing Gameworks is loud. Today, I must have been channeling Cartman, because my favorite threat was "I'm going to shoot you in the NUTS! Go on... SHOW ME YOUR NUTS!"

Yelling is just fun.

I'm really bad at video games.

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This is going around the office, but I also read it over at A Slightly Insane World. It's the latest attachment for the iPod. And it's genius, really.

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How evil are you?

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I am annoyed. The stupid windows laptop I brought home from work will not connect to my wireless network. I've tried. I can't get it to work. Therefore it is both annoying and retarded. I am not retarded, the laptop is. It can just fuck right the hell off!! All I wanted to do was play a little online poker with William, obviously I would be doing the winning. That's all I wanted. But most, ie: 99% of online poker sites are not mac compatible. Including the one he plays on. Therefore, they are also annoying and retarded. Not William, the online poker sites. The fact that they are not mac compatible makes them retarded and elitist and fucked up and I hate them.

I felt the need to express my anger. I would strongly suggest that no one leave a comment telling me to get a pc so I can play poker. I am not the one who needs to change in this world. It's them. They know who they are. Fuckers.

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Boys, you might want to avert your eyes right about now. I'm going to bring up a girly topic. Ladies, am I the only one who combats cramps with buying dvd's, cd's or books. Or, in the case of this weekend, all three? It doesn't really work. But it gives you something to do when you are lying about the house, lamenting your fate and taking Alieve. I imagine most girls go for shoes. Not me. I head for Barnes and Noble.

The books I bought:

"House of Leaves" (Mark Z. Danielewski)

My cousin was reading this the last time I went to visit her. It's supposed to be scary. I'll let you know. I haven't started it yet.

"The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time " (Mark Haddon)

"Darkly Dreaming Dexter" (Jeff Lindsay)

I'm reading this one cuz Chris from rude cactus read it and I want to be just like him when I grow up. The hero is a serial killer. Creepy!

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Well this is a not so long distance dedication to Mr. Moon, who missed the very special Smokey and the Bandit themed "My Name is Earl" on Tuesday. So I had to pick this song.

Eastbound and Down - Jerry Reed

And if hearing that didn't make me happy enough all on its own, how about a version done by the Supersuckers? Aaaand.... that's all I have to say about that, I guess.

Eastbound and Down - Supersuckers

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We Used to Be Friends (Theme Song) from the album "Veronica Mars (Original Television Soundtrack)" by The Dandy Warhols

I'm listening to the soundtrack to Veronica Mars. It's an excellent show, and an excellent soundtrack. I know a lot of my friends watch Lost, which this season, plays opposite of Veronica Mars, but hopefully you'll check out VM when Lost is in repeats. It's a very smart show, well written, and has fun cameos every once in a while. Last week was Joss Whedon as an obnoxious car rental clerk. [Apparently he calls Veronica Mars "Best. Show. Ever." ] Earlier in the season it was Kevin Smith as, get this, a convenience store clerk! Yes! Anyway, last season is out on DVD, so you can ask Santa for it, or you can come over and watch my copy.

I promise I will watch Lost, when season two comes out on DVD. From what I hear, I might as well save myself the mental anguish and wait until I can watch a whole bunch of both seasons at once.

Survived the trip to Portland, but it was a long day. Put Dr. Stevil, Evildeb and I into a car together for more than five minutes, and it's like driving around 3 obnoxious 7 year olds on a sugar high. Dr. Stevil is my hero because he used his fancy Treo phone PDA thingy to get a serial number for the trial version of Mah Jong I had on my laptop, from the road. Nonetheless, by the time we dropped him off at his house, late last night, he ran practically screaming from the car. It was so cute.

I Hear the Bells from the album "Veronica Mars (Original Television Soundtrack)" by Mike Doughty

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Hey kids... we continue our sin theme with sloth. My favorite. I'll be away all day, so I look forward to your stories when I return. Please.... write me stories, I'll need something happy by the time I get home.

Orientation
She met with Satan first.
"I'm going to be honest with you, I'm not sure you have what it takes to make it down here. Sloth? That's it?"
She shrugged listlessly. "One time I ate three boxes of girl scout cookies in an afternoon."
"Gluttony! Now we're talking!"

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So, it's good to know I am not the only one not writing. I'm still going to keep at thinking about writing. Like Loon says, there could be a 30,000 word weekend in my future.

According to Elle, they do have unicorns in Canada. But this is news to me. She never mentioned them before. I'm going to require photographic evidence. According to William, he is not allowed to talk about the unicorns to outsiders like me, even tho I begged and promised to be his best friend and make him cookies. We are still in negotiations. He said that frankly, he was shocked to hear that they were even mentioned in the commercial. They are that top secret, I suppose.

I did not make cookies last night, as I was missing the top secret special ingredient. Two times I put on my sneakers to go to the store. And both times I stopped and went back to work on my computer. Once you are snuggled down in the geek butt yoga pants, it's hard to make yourself go back out again.

Tomorrow I will be leaving at the break of dawn for Oregon. It's a business trip. I will be down in Portland all day tomorrow. I don't particularly care for business trips. I don't mind the trade shows so much, because then I am of some use. People always want to talk to tech support. But this kind of trip is not my favorite kind. I've avoided the last couple of trips down there. That's why I am required to go tomorrow. Then I just have to stand around. I have to no real purpose, other than being there. I'm cut off from the mother ship, and I feel panic. I don't want to be there, I want to be back at my desk, with my ergonomic keyboard, connected to the network, doing my job, playing with my toys. Working with purpose. Evildeb loves going down there. She loves being there. I like being here.

I'll have the 50 word fiction up before I go. This week, it's my favorite sin... SLOTH!!

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How disappointed would you be in me, if I failed to complete the NaNoWriMo challenge this year? I'm just not writing anything. I've been doing a lot of Not Writing. Spending hours at it, really. Every night, I come home from work, change out of my binding party clothes and into my geek butt yoga pants - which you would think would be inspirational, wouldn't you? - and sit down on the couch with the laptop and Not Write. I spent hours on Sunday Not Writing. It's somewhat painful, actually.

I'm not giving up yet... I'm just saying. I might not win this year. Don't keep your hopes too high, but it's never over until November 30th at 11:59 pm PST.

I'm going to make cookies now. By the way, I can not recommend highly enough, the geek butt yoga pants, they are übercomfortable.

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Yesterday morning, when I started my car, the radio came on in the middle of a commercial about a magical place. A place so wonderful it had unicorns and rainbows and marzipan forests or some such craziness. it was way over the top, I thought it was either a commercial about a christmas store, or car insurance. But no, this magical place? Canada! It's true! it's for a website called comeseecanadanow.com.

I told some friends about this commercial, and, honestly, most people did not believe me. They said, "you are just looking for an excuse to visit Canada!"

But I told them I don't need an excuse to visit Canada, I have tons of 'em and I can visit any old time I want. Besides, as an American who lives only a couple of hours from the border, I have the default, built in excuse... Tylenol 3. Not that I would bring that back. I'm more apt to bring back smarties. They are such pretty colors.

But then, I heard the commercial again today. And I learned that, in addition to unicorns, there are faeries and gingerbread houses and a sea of gumdrops and marzipan! And all you have to do to get there is ride the Rainbow of Happiness! This is fabulous! I'm so excited.

However, I want to know... where are said unicorns? I have been to Vancouver several times. I've seen not a one. Tell me, Canadian friends... where do you keep the unicorns? Perhaps in the mystical and far away Nova Scotia? I think my friend Elle would tell me if she had unicorns in Nunavut. She'd at least send a picture.

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Today is the day when good boys and girls, in the United States, go out and vote. All sorts of fun stuff on the ballots today. Including a new mayor for Seattle, although I don't get to vote for that, I am not registered in the city of Seattle. In celebration of election day, my neighborhood senior citizen philosopher has changed his Placemat Platitude. Unfortunately, it's a repeat.

"The ballot is stronger than the bullet." ~ Abe Lincoln

I had a rock in my hand, and I was getting ready to throw it at his window, yelling "Hey... old man! We've seen that one before!" but then I noticed he added a festive little "Vote!" banner, at the bottom. At a jaunty angle. So, ok... this time we'll let it go.

All of you... go do what you're told and vote!

I bought this cd today:

Kate Bush: Aerial
I've just started listening to it, but so far, I love it.

Oh, one more thing, I had to borrow a Windows laptop for some seminar thing I was participating in. Yay. I left my desk and found the following note when I returned:

Dear Mr Alien,
Please bring back my friend Jodi as soon as possible and remove the Jodi-look-a-like impostor you left in her place.

I'm on to you, Mr. Alien, you may think you are really clever and that the substitution was flawless. But you made one huge, fatal, mistake - Ha! PC laptop!!

Bring back Jodi - remove the clone and we'll say no more about it.

Yours sincerely, Louise, Alien Clone Sub Spotter Extraordinaire
XXX
PS: The cheese pie detail almost fooled me. Nice.

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Louise says that she saw this poem on her bus this morning.

I am just waiting to find out if someone freaks out about it, because it's a poem about ASS. Albeit a cute one.

Speaking of ass, I'm in meetings all day.

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Then and Now is back! Did you notice it was gone? You guys remember Oasis? Showed up sometime in the 90's and thought they were the greatest thing since Frosted Flakes. In fact, if I remember correctly they either considered themselves the next Beattles, or better than the Beattles. Either way, it doesn't impress me, I don't really think the Beatles were all that. That's right, I said it. All you Beattle fans can just suck it. Anyway, Oasis did have one song that was sorta catchy, Wonderwall. I picked this song not because I care about the original, but because this is another case in which the cover kick's the original's ass.


Wonderwall - Oasis



I don't know much about Cat Power, other than both my little brother and Mr. Moon listen to her. And she's got an awesome name. Mr. Moon says do not listen to her if you are feeling really blue, however, or you will throw yourself off the roof of a tall building. She's that depressed. She should be happy, though. Her version of Wonderwall kicks the originals ass mightily. Check it out.


Wonderwall - Cat Power

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My NaNo word count is still below 1,000, and I have not yet finished my script. Yesterday ended up being a very busy day of meetings, and I had little time to work on it. And, as it sometimes happens, I got too close to the couch, and the TiVo, and lost my evening to an archive of the Daily Show and the Colbert Report. And South Park. And Law and Order: SVU. And last night's CSI watched in real time. Damn my comfortable, but dilapidated, couch with it's stripey flannel comforter and multitude of cushions. And damn you, TiVo, for being the bestest, most useful, most enjoyable, most valuable invention of the 21st century. Wait, when was TiVo invented... Google check!! ... oops, 1997. Ok, well then, it's definitely the most fabulous thing since 1996.

This means I have a lot of writing to do this weekend. However, I currently have two laptops with me, so that should help. Twice the writing!

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Continuing our seven week theme of sin, today's theme is envy.

Pru-envy

Look her, lying there. warm under the blanket. I hope she understand what it is I go through, just to afford her this lifestyle. The long hours, the mind numbing job ... she spends her days relaxing and admiring her good looks.

What I wouldn't give to be my cat.

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I'd say my NaNoWriMo word count is about... oh, 200? I have to admit, I did not work on it much last night. I've got this thing I have to write for work. It's not technical documentation, but rather a little script for a little movie we are making. It's a long story. Suffice to say, I am not used to being creative and funny on demand. I need to have something drafted by Friday morning, and since I have not had time to work on it during the day, I was researching last night. It's not an unpleasant task, I just feel that I have to get this out of the way, and then I will be able to concentrate on my Nano project.

I also found many other means of procrastinating last night. Usually, I don't procrastinate that hard until the 2nd week. I actually watched the movie Daredevil. Guh.

When I finish the script [I've never written a script before. Are they expecting it in script form? With, like ... stuff about what people are to be doing, as well as saying?] I will have to give you guys the links to the online films I was watching to research dialog. They are pretty funny. Unfortunately, I do not believe I will be able to show you the little film after it is made, as it's work stuff, and Top Secret work stuff at that.

I leave you with a hilarious link, instructions on becoming a Republican. Sorry to all my Republican readers, no offense intended. Although, it is pretty insulting to you guys, major generalizations and all that. But, hey.. love me, love my liberal outlook.

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Word count? zero. But what do you expect, I've been at work. I got up, got dressed, went to work. No time to write yet. No, I am not making excuses. Shut up. I don't need your pressure.

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