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Blogger ate my goddamn post. Die Blogger! Die! I think this was blogger’s way of saying, “Kameron, you’re done for the day. Really. Relax. Take a chill pill. You don’t have to be pissed at everyone today.” To which I reply: ARGGGGGGHH, you Fucker!

The problem with having a new boss who’s out of Denver and has about a zillion things he’s responsible for is that I get no feedback whatsoever. Now, really, this is nothing new for me. For the first three weeks I worked here, I didn’t even know what the hell it was we did. In

Did 3.5 miles yesterday, which I didn’t think would be a lot until I actually did it. When you’re used to jogging 2.6 or 2.7 miles, jumping to 3.5 is a fucking bitch. I just didn’t realize how much until I stood up just now. Damn. I’ve got kickboxing tonight, too.

LONDON (AFP) – A high IQ is a hindrance for women wanting to get married while it is an asset for men, according to a study by four British universities published in The Sunday Times newspaper. …for girls, there is a 40-percent drop [in marriage] for each 16-point rise [in IQ], according to the survey

I watched Midnight Cowboy last night, and for some reason, I’ve had this insatiable desire for Dentyne gum all day…

Somebody else has purportedly got Lynne Cheney’s lesbian romance up. I sure wish my last name was Cheney. The opening paragraph to a book I wrote when I was fourteen sounded just like this: “On every side, there was emptiness. On every side, the prairie stretched on and on, unbroken to the horizon. Even the

It’s quarter to seven. I’m heading to the train station, splashing through dark puddles on the pavement. The sky’s that purple-black color that city skies get just before dawn. At this time of the morning, the smell of fried Thai food from the restaurants lining the street is more stink than smell, and my stomach

Sad, sad. On the upside, I find something gleeful in the juxtaposition. I don’t know what, but it’s there. A symptom of sleep deprevation, no doubt.

Is good.

Blaine, my former boss and head of regional business development for North America, comes in and goes, “I need a dictionary. What the hell does burgeoning mean? I’ve been reading it everywhere.” I love these guys.