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joelthecat.diaryland.com Chaz' Life in Meatless Taco Form I've since the last post have gotten sick enough to where I got sent home from work, had to get a new muffler and battery on my car, and had my house flooded by a day of nasty, nasty rain. But, on the plus side, I won a Gamecube off Ebay, and filled one of my dreams by buying Mario Kart for super-cheap shortly after, and have been eating and drinking very well of late. Jesse, Harold and I shared three pitchers of expensive imported wheat beers (Blue Moon, Spaten Franziskaner, and Hoegarden), and then came home to more beer and Smash Brothers. Just tonight was Emily, Jesse's little sister's graduation, and after a booooring Catholic Mass, we all went for dinner at Copelands, a fancypants steak house, where I enjoyed the filet mignon, with Jesse's granddad picking up the tab- rock! So, no major complaints despite the major inconvenience of a flooded house with all the carpets pulled and nails on the floor everywhere. It was an excuse for me to clean and re-arrange my room, so good came out of it anyway. I apologize to anyone reading this for the cut-and-dry explanations of otherwise exciting stuff. I guess that's the effect of hanging out with engineer's for 40 hours a week. What can you do when the world is a taco?
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Reason for Terror # 82: Using phrase "da bomb" unwittingly in phone tapped conversations could lead to arrest and beatings by the FBI, local authorities, and hip police. Reason for Terror # 81: There was a little bit of mold on that bread you had this morning. Reason for Terror # 80: When evening falls, you can try to drive away; but the moon will be following... always following...
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