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Hmmm. These posts have slipped a day behind somehow… don’t worry, I’ll catch up.

So, I noticed while I was in the store shopping for dishsoap that Proctor & Gamble, the
evillest capitalist fuckers around, make like every single brand of dishsoap, laundry
detergent and all that sort of stuff. Well, they don’t make every single brand, but
they make more than anybody else, and more than half of them in a lot of cases. That’s
creepy. They make Tide, Era, Cheer, and All. All four of those! I stay away from
them because they test on animals and they are fuckers. Fuckers. Anyway, then today
while I was in the bathroom, it occurred to me that my charmin toilet paper was
probably made by them, too… they like product names like that… so I looked
on the back, and sure enough it says Proctor & Gamble! fuckers.

My rhododenrons are doing ok. I need to water them more. It’s actually a very nice sort of flower. I didn’t know much about them until Margo bought me one. I’m not sure I’d go so far as to say it’s my favorite flower yet, but it is the only real flower I have in my office. That’s something.

In case you were wondering.

I am working from the new office building!

A new era has begun!

I’ve been sorta lonely, lately. I think I’ve been noticing certain moments more than others, and those moments are the ones when I’m walking to my car after a night of fun or I’m laying in bed trying to fall asleep, thinking to myself.

It’s the times when I really am by myself. Sometimes, I’m so busy I don’t have time to take notice. But, sometimes the feeling asserts itself enough, and I can’t help but pay attention.

And then last night I had a dream involving Ally McBeal! Help!

I’m quick to criticize others, but I’m even quicker to criticize myself. I hold pretty high standards for people around me.

I feel like I’m like that because I have a certain sort of vision of how I’d like things to be. I try to mold things to be that way as much as I can, but sometimes that gets in the way of my own enjoyment.

I’m a control freak.
I make mistakes.
I don’t listen to other people enough.
I make a big deal out of insignificant things.

I got out some feelings today. I also watched some dumb people get berated by Judge Judy. Those two things sort of go together, I guess…

I keep ending up really tired at night, lately.
Does that mean I’m working hard or not eating enough or both?

I should call a certain girl that’s been in my mind. A few girls have actually been in my mind, but I should call one of them in particular. I just got her number recently.

She’s interesting. I like interesting. I think she might even be somewhat inspiring. I like that, too. We’ll see. I’ll call her soon.

A few kids in Denver took over their highschool. Weird. Nobody knows what might cause such behavior

There’s a Stephen King story called Rage that’s pretty much about that. The kid who takes over the school doesn’t kill anyone, I don’t think (hard to remember…), but he does make them tell some secrets in front of each other. Crazy high school trauma.

Life is still hectic for me. I’ve started taking it out on the people near me. Weird.

Oh my! Phones are working at the new building. Whoo!
It was easy. I don’t know what’s been taking so much time up to now.

Oh well.
Things are still moving forward despite all my whining.

And I got a nice comment from a reader today.

Also…
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