tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55626612011-04-21T13:10:17.731-05:00This is my blog. As with most blogs it is full of my ramblings. Sometimes daily, sometimes not. The point is, however, they are my ramblings and not yours, or the person looking over your shoulder, and they are full of spelling and gramatical errors, so... enjoy.Robhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00945630192257203359noreply@blogger.comBlogger1781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562661.post-1089851644382700722004-07-14T19:33:00.000-05:002004-07-14T19:34:04.383-05:00

Uncooked ramen and beer... Anything better? You tell me...

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So last weekend I went to the O.A.R. concert with Alex, my little brother (fraternity). It was pretty sweet, to get the story check out Alex's blog. I will had that Howie Day was kind of a douche, but Matt Nathanson was cool. Here is a picture of Wente and the bicyclists we saw: Also, I almost got too drunk Saturday night... I started passing out at Joe's. I saw people I knew at Joe's and then

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OK, So I decided not to go out tonight... Not to go up to Ripon and so on. So I just bought a 18 of Miller Lite and started drinking, so now I am drunk. Basically I just want to talk about last weekend, July 4th, if you will. Well, Saturday I drove up to Ripon in the worst weather ever. I picked up Eileen and drove right back... well we stopped for the worst Burger King Chicaken Tenders ever. We

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Well I had to work Friday, Saturday and Monday so I didn't really go anywhere... Far... For a long time. OK, on Saturday I drove to WI and back. Monday night I drove up there and Tuesday morning I drove back and straight to work... So tired. The weekend was basically a glimpse of the dream. I did see a lot of fireworks from my back porch of my apartment. Well, I'm out. Party on Saturday the

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OK, here is how it works... I am given 10 "tokens" each one is good to buy one car regardless of cost/value. Maintainance and insurance are also covered with each token. The cars, however cannot be sold. In other words each car is chosen because it is that car and for the love of the car. Here they are, in order: 10. Land Rover Range Rover-Dark Metallic Red; Just to basically have an SUV. I

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Jesus fucking Christ. I got to work at 6:30am and left at 6:45pm... No lunch break. The branch wrote 58 contracts (that is the people that got into cars, not including those that got out). Add to that the 15+ written at our BMW satellite and 5+ written at our Land Rover. Let's look at is this way: We try to aim around 10 minutes per contract. That is just the time the customer spends in the

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Fuck, it has been way too long. I am so sorry. I do occasionally check to see if people are checking the blog and I do start to feel a little bad when there are people that check and I am doing jack. At any rate... I started back at the Westmont office on Monday. Almost immediately I was like "why the fuck did I do this?" Well there are a couple of reasons: 1. My area manager, Stan, asked me to

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Sub Section II So it took me quite awhile to get to this but here is the skinny on "The Grill." "The Grill" is the final part of the Enterprise training program. It is actually called the Management Qualification Interview. However, "The Grill" is a more appropriate title for it. I went to our HQ 2 weeks ago and was interviewed by an Area Manager and a Corporate Account Manager for 3 hours!

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Sub-Section I: Well, I think when I wait this long my logs get longer, yet more concise. It's like the worst of both worlds. At any rate (I find I use that phrase a lot) I will just start with last weekend: I worked Saturday morning and after work at the branch I went to Glen Ellen to help out our Car Sales Dept. for the afternoon. While technically I was a used car salesman for the afternoon,

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OK, I'm a little tipsy right now, but when the beer hits your lips it is just so good! I went to Hawkeye's tonight, by myself. I asked G-Wood if he wanted to go with me but he stayed here and played computer games. So it has been awhile. Last weekend, er, 2 weekends ago I don't remember what I did Friday night, but Saturday night I started off by getting ripped with the girls downstairs and then

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Well it was bound to happen... I got my first (hopefully my only) speeding ticket in the Z. That is my first ticket since my senior year of H.S. I was doing 56 in a 30... oooooh! The cop was at least nice about it. He was a UIC Policeman, they are actually State Troopers. He said, "Don't worry it's only a ticket, you didn't kill anybody. You've got a fast car here Mr. Lennox, let's slow it down."

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Until the day I die I'll spill my heart for you, for you Until the day I die I'll spill my heart for you As years go by I race the clock with you But if you died right now You know that I'd die to I'd die too You remind me of the times When I knew who I was (I was) But still the second hand will catch us Like it always does We'll make the same mistakes I'll take the fall for you I hope you

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-I am now shy -If you start at John Barleycorn, stay at John Barleycorn -John Barleycorn has the best music in Wrigleyville -Madonna's "Like a Prayer" sounds good as a cover when you are really, really drunk -Pabst on tap is FLAT at Sluggers -Skinny black girls with no ass unite, white boys love you -Fat white chicks unite, black guys love you -Cabbies can be as young, if not younger than

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Adam, remember the time you came to my formal senior year and you went to go talk to that girl and someone bumped into you and you spilled your drink all over yourself? That was funny.

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In short I couldn't drink Saturday night b/c I had the great fortune of being awake and experiencing my entire hangover. I arrived Friday late eveing and went to the store with T and Jenny. I asked "Do you want to see me really fucked up tonight?" So I got a 12-er of Icehouse bottles. I had three right away when we got back to the apartment. Moments later I was stumbling a bit! Damn. Well we

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Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell Go go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny go Go Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his

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So after work Saturday morning I ened up driving down to Purdue to meet up with Taylor, Adam's old roomie. A bunch of them were in the middle of camping for the weekend so Taylor said I was welcome to come down. I didn't really have much going on so I busted on down there. When I got to Purdue we decided that Ashley would go with me to the site and Jenny would go with Taylor. Now I had only hung

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Last weekend I did a lot of drinking in Wrigleyville (that's the area near Wrigley Field for those of you not familiar). That wasn't the cool part, though. I got to drink with MAXWELL! Yeah Fozzie! Also Heather from work joined us. We also got pizza at about 2 in the morning. Food For Thought -I really should stop using the Chicago Expressway (Expy) System as my own person test track/race

Robhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00945630192257203359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562661.post-1081641642341147422004-04-10T19:00:00.000-05:002004-04-13T06:10:55.043-05:00

"No one ever poses with their toaster." Fuck you, you can't tell me what to do... Even if your cars are really, really cool.

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I thought I would throw a few short blogs in between my longer ones, because it was starting to seem like I was only blogging once a week. I really only have the time/energy for long blogs on the weekend. Have no fear Timmy, they will be as shitty as usual, but in a more compact, "on the go," weekday-style.

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Is the world set up in Yin and Yang? What is the beginning? Birth? The end, death? If we cannot control our birth, then can we control our death? Subsequently, for everything we cannot control is there an equal amount we can? Is the Yin and Yang on an individual level? Or is it spread among all of us? Maybe we are much better at identifying the pain and the bad than we are at highlighting the

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After a strange dream last night, I think it would be cool to have a sugar mama. Shit, I gots bills to pay!

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You know, I've been thinking about it and I think I need to start smoking weed again. I honestly think it would make things so much easier for me. I'm not talking about going to work fucked up or anything, but maybe a weekend, or after work thing. With the weather getting nicer I could just go out on the back porch, easy as pie... mmm... pie.

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Why, out of 105 recommendations, are 6 of them Whoopi Goldberg movies? I do not own, nor have I ever bought a feature with Whoopi in it. I accidentally changed the channel to NBC once when her show was on. Will that do it? Well so this post falls in line with the rest of my posts, and so as not to confuse the two of you who read this... I am depressed. See, much more like it!

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After work on Friday I headed down to Champaign to visit Darcy. We went out that night to Brothers, which is part of the same chain that is at Purdue that I have been to a few times. I ended up drinking a fair amount. Whilest I was there I went up to the bar and noticed this short girl (5'0" if she was an inch) looking at me. On top of that she came over and talked to me. We introduced ourselves

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This is also cool... Give it a chance.

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Thanks to my Little Bro, B4... Check it!

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The rest of my White Cheddar Cheez-Its and 5 Mint Milano cookies. Piece Out

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So what is going on with Maxwell? Well there may be some of you that don't get to talk to him much so I will just relay this quick little story.... I was on my way home a week or so ago, called Maxwell, left a message. Missed the call when he called back. The message he left was something like this: "Hey, I have a story that Bade found amusing, thought you might like to hear about it."

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You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea Sail away, kill off the hours You belong somewhere you feel free Run away, find you a lover Go away somewhere all bright and new I have seen no other Who compares with you You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea You belong with your love on your arm You belong somewhere you feel free Run away,

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With out any sound, just a visual people see into my car. They don't know what I am listening to, or whom I am talking to. But even a momentary glance could have told them how happy I was driving home tonight. Thank you.

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Look at the size of this bloody nutshell! Ok, so I will try to explain here how awesome yesterday was. I think I will start with Friday night first though. Friday after I finally left work I went to Alison's house. It was weird b/c when I saw her I was just like "Hey." It didn't even seem like I hadn't seen her for 7 months. I guess that's how good friends are. The first stop we made was to

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So my last blog was done in the middle of me passing out. Somebody was kind enough to put that last line in and then posted it. I had been drinking since 6:00pm. We finished an entire keg of green Miller Lite. Well I will blog all about last night a little later.

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So wjat do I think about on my birthday? Mostly shit nobody wants me to think about. I think about my 20th birthday. I miss it. I thihnk about Finding Nemo, I think about Super Troopers, I think about formals, Wednesday nights, Saturday nights, Friday nights. I think about, glassware, I think about smiles, eyes. I think about random questions, I thnk about the rest of my fucking life. What else

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When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. And when the broken hearted people Living in the world agree, There will be an answer, let it be. For though they may be parted there is

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I passed out at 11:30 last night. In all fairness though, it has been awhile since I have started drinking at 2 in the afternoon. I went to Milwaukee last night to chill with Helmke and Dante at 1512 Jefferson St. The first thing we did was went to the Lakefront Brewery. Dave and I even went to the top of the old Brewers' Chalet. It was swell. Not until I got back to Dave's place did I realize

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I made a crappy poll. click on it on the right-hand side of this page.

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Did you know you can also leave comments on my picture blog? So the weather outside is pretty darn nasty. I couldn't even see driving, it was pretty crazy. Also, at work today I started to get dizzy, but after I ate good-ol Taco Bell I felt better, really full, but better. I'm going to Milwaukee to hang out with Dave Saturday night. He wanted to go to Ripon, but I thought that might be

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From one of my comment posting thingys: "I will be there in one week to cheer you up!" -Alison So is that like around March 13th?! My Birthday?

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"Unconsciously, probably, I was painting the loneliness of a large city." -Edward Hopper on Nighthawks Today I took a half-day off from work. I just had to get away from work. I had lunch with my dad, b/c the way I figure it there are only two people aside from myself that I know are looking out for my best interest, my parents. They are better at than I am, too. He gave me all sorts of great

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I am A little bit of loneliness A little bit of disregard Handful of complaints But I can't help the fact That everyone can see these scars I am What I want you to want What I want you to feel But it's like no matter what I do I can't convince you To just believe this is real So I Let go watching you Turn your back like you always do Face away and pretend that I'm not But I'll be here cause You

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Last night I went to Purdue to party with Adam, he left today to go to Nebraska to start his job as the weekend weatherman for NBC Hastings. I am really happy for him, but I am also very envious. He is getting to do exactly the job he wants to do. It makes me want to quit Enterprise b/c I am just not doing what I want to do, at all. So my best friend moved away, that was pretty hard to swallow,

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Sometimes I need to remember just to breathe Sometimes i need you to STAY AWAY FROM ME sometimes i'm in disbelief i didn't know somehow i need you to go --Chorus-- Dont Stay Forget our memories Forget our possibilities What you were changing me into (Just give me myself back and) Dont Stay Forget our memories forget our possibilities take all your faithlessness with you (just give me myself

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No I'm not talking about Ripon, I'm talking about the Chicago Blackhawks. I'm not really a big hockey fan, but I am a fan of free tickets to a luxury box at the United Center. Kelly, one of Paul's friends had tickets to her dad's box for the game so her, Paul, Paul's g/f, Kelly's friend Peter, Paul's Friend Alex, Alex's g/f and myself all just got to hang out at the game. I got to drink some beer

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Nothing to say as of right now, but hopefully tonight will incur some interestin stories.

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I don't have a lot to blog about, but I do feel like I owe you something. Actually, most of you would rather me not type anthing. Right? Well work was rediculously slow today. Andy, the asst. mgr., and I bounced a ball back and forth for a looooong while. Later Meghan called and I was talking to her and I heard her asst. mgr. giving her shit for a "personal" call. To another branch? Fuck you Mike

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A movie that makes you think, but not as funny as I wanted it to be.

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We need to get some fucking cars on the road tomorrow!

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So last night was a blast for the most part. I wasn't too happy with The Apartment, but that's ok. Afterwards most of us passed out at my place. We woke up in the morning and headed to Hinsdale for breakfast at Page's. Awesome as usual. Then I dropped off Amy at her house, Heather at her car and I took Meghan back to her apartment. I decided to hang out with Meghan for a while and it was the best

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Amy, Meghan, me, & Heather at The Apartment

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So this morning I was awakened by Nick's alarm clock that he left on, not that big a deal, but I couldn't get back to sleep. So I have been up since 6:30 am, doh! But then I was just laying there reading and my phone rang at 8:30, well shit in my pants! It was Maxwell! It was great to hear from him, sounds like he is doing well, doing the things he wants to so that was really great to hear. I

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It is hard to see the glass half full when there isn't even a drop in there to begin with.

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It sucks, all the CDs I haven't listened to in a while are all scratched to shit. I need to get a CD Skip Dr. I remember Phil got one of those, they work great. Check it, though, I found out they have a powered Skip Dr., that would be a lot easier. Speaking of things that are annoying... Valentines Day. I think I am planning on going out with some people from work. I fully intend of getting

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I knew it would happen. I've been up since a little before 7:00am, I woke up at 3:00am and 4:00am in the middle of the night. I called it, too. I knew one of two things would happen, I called it. So naturally last night sucked. Everytime Derek says there are going to be a bunch of people there that means there are not going to be a lot of people there. How come this year is turning out exactly

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This is a post card that was sent to me from the Miller Brewery, signed by: Greenwood, Dante, Polga, Dahlstrom, Helmke, Shattuck, Rhor, Rizzo, PawPaw, Corryn, Megan, Nicole, Derek (Nicole's fiance). I really don't know the last three, but thanks anyway!

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First off, the champagne was flowing a little too freely at the auto show. However, I shouldn't blame the whole night on just the champagne. First we went to Lawry's Prime Rib, if you have never been, go. There My dad, Adam and myself startd the night with 2 bourbon and ginger ales, 2 gin and tonics and two vodka tonics (respectively) and after dinner we all had Bailey's up. But we did end up

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I also think it would be cool to go to a Linkin Park concert. I just bought the Live In Texas CD from Linkin Park and it included a DVD of one of their concerts, it looks fucking cool. I think I might, just a little bit, stick out there, though. So I am at yet another office now, actually I am back at the office I started at. It is different now, b/c there is no manager, but rather just an

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What a bunch of fucking bullshit. The forecast called for a wintry mix. Now for those of you not from Chicago this may sound nice... "Oh, it's a wintry mix, tra-la-la-la." It sounds so sweet and light and fluffy and romantic even. Let me tell you what a wintry mix is... Snow, Sleet, Rain. And I am not talking light happy fluffy snow. I am talking about the shit that is wet, like falling slush.

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I am sure that some of those words are spelled wrong. Well right now I am in Purdue, or at Purdue, which ever way you want to look at it. Last night I left from my apt. after work, so that was kinda late, but I think it was better that way b/c the Dan Ryan wasn't bad after the Stevenson as far as traffic goes (those are ex-pees). When I got to Adam's place he did have a beer waiting for me as

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Yeah, so I woke up at 7:30 today, which was nice, but the problem is that I am supposed to be at work at 7:30, see the predicament? On top of that, last night was the first major snow this season, about 4 inches, so naturally the roads were FUCKING horrible. Thank goodness I didn't get in any real trouble. I guess everyone assumed it was the snow and the traffic. How about that. So last night I

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OK, seriously. Is the new McDonald's ad campaign the worst, or what? One of the lines from the worst jingle is: "Crowin' like a rooster pullin' through the drive through for my morning booster" "Crowin' like a rooster?!" What the fuck is that?! People don't say that... "Dude, I was crowin' like a rooster when he hit that three!" No! What does that mean anyway, is he angry? Happy? Excited?

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Not much to tell since my last blog, I guess. Um, Eileen stayed with me for a few days, is that big news. I guess so. Well in short, b/c I am sure you don't really want to hear about it, it was the most amazing weekend of my life. I started to see the rest of my life unfold in front of me and it looks alright. So for now I am going to focus really hard on work until May, hopefully I will be doing

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So Saturday was the Enterprise Holiday Party, but first let's start with Friday. Friday Evening Ms. Yates arrived and we had a few drinks before heading to Rush street. This was Yates' first time on the El and her first time going out in Chicago. As an avid blog reader she was aware of my midget encounter of a few weeks ago. Apparently she has a fear of midgets, and apparently when Rob goes out

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So I went to this girl Julie's birthday party at Cherry Red (yes the aforementioned Cherry Red where I had the worst bar experience), it wasn't that bad this time. The girl reserved the back room there for her friends and such. It was $25 to get in and then open bar from 9-12, and I drank over $25 worth. Before we went to the club this guy, Scott, and I went to the White Hen for a sandwich. Mine

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So I saw a Walmart ad on TV the other day. What a crock of shit. First of all the store they showed had wood floors. What?! I have never seen a Walmart with, like, Parkay flooring. Second, everything was neat and in order on the shelves. The few Walmarts I have been to look like a bomb hit shortly before I got there, and the bomb itslef was filled with crappy merchandise that exploded all over

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Fleetwood Mac Big Love lyrics: Looking out for love In the night so still Oh I'll build you a kingdom In that house on the hill Looking out for love Big, big love You said that you love me And that you always will Oh you begged me to keep you In that house on the hill Looking out for love Big, big love I wake up alone With it all I wake up But only to fall Looking out for love Big, big love

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Well it was another not-to-eventful New Years Eve. Not much happened, but on the bright side nothing bad happened. I did get a call I was hoping for right at midnight, so that made me feel a little better. All in all I think I would rather have been driving Alison home at 12:01 like last year. I did get to talk to Alison today though on the phone for a while. I miss her a lot. She said she is

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Adam and I played Mario Kart tonight and it is a cheatin' ass game. We put a good solid hour of work into it and then out of no where as we rocket into 1st this fucking plant thing comes and bites us and puts us in 4th right at the finish line. We are still a good team and the game is pretty cool. But still, FUCK YOU!

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I've ben hung over all day today, but is was worth it fo-shiz. Last night rocked. Started with a few drinks here Adam and I did. That was after his parents cooked us a pretty damn good meal and we picked up s'more booze at Dominick's. I got Smirnoff's Vanilla Twist to go with some coke, awesome. So I had a few of those and then Ms. McCoy joined us. She works at another Enterlies branch in my area

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Fuckin' little 14 year-old, snotty-nosed-aspiring skanks, nearly ruined Return of the King for me! Monday after work Yaco and I went to see the 7 o'clock showing of LOTR: The Return of the King. There were these little high school brats, 10 of them if there was one, getting up, walking back and forth, having fucking coffee talk in the middle of the movie right in goddamn front of me throughout

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So today I did a lot of stuff, which is more than I can say for the weekend as a whole. I woke up at about 7:45 (AM, for those of you still in college), actually had some breakfast and watched some Comedy Central. I watched Say It Isn't So, it was pretty damn funny. I am really not a Heather Grahm fan (her face just doesn't do it for me), but the movey was pretty damn funny. I think it might have

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I got my Jeep today. A 1991 Cherokee Limited. White (sorry Helmke) with tan leather interior, power everything. Low miles, too, only 150,000! I also went straight to Abt and bought a stereo for it. Sweeeeet.

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Look at the Sports Car catagory...

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I ordered a a pizza from Penny's Pizza (as previously mentioned) for lunch yesterday and had the last bit of milk with that. There was about a half of the 'za left over, so I had some of that for dinner, and had about an inch of grapefruit juice with that. I woke up this morning about 9 or so and found the pizza box under the table, right where I had left it... breakfast! Still didn't finish it

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Well, it has been a long time since I have done this. This blog will be sure to disappoint. Niagara Falls, Frankie baby. Anyway. So as I told Rachel, the reason I haven't blogged is because I have been... well... shitty, in a word. I have been thinking about what to write here for several days. How will I go on and on about how fucking depressed I am. Well maybe I will spare you, somewhat. It's

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no longer living, just breathing

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Mikey: "Orange County Choppers." Phone Caller: "Hi, who is this?" Mikey: "Who is this?" Caller: "Uh... I ordered a hat from you guys..." Mikey: "Thank you." Click

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Or however you spell it. Joe Laedke is Blogmiester. Just so everyone knows, and he does not have a real job, yes he works, but not a job. So cram it Laedke. heehee... "cram it!" You little fuck! OK well you should give Greenwood and I the shit we asked you for.

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So yeah, I haven't blogged in forever. I guess I could start from last weekend. After that awesome Friday night I headed up to Green Lake with the family. Saturday night we went out for dinner at The Goose Blind. When I was leaving I saw Dawn Williams there, it was awkward. I was like "Um, yeah, Hi! How are ya? OK well, I gotta get goin'" See, dumb. At any rate, Sunday we went to Neshkoro to a

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I just saw an ad for SBC Yahoo and Lucy Liu was in it! Fuck why did you sell out like Snoop Dogg and AOL?!

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Adam and I wanted to go to Wrigleyville for the night and hopped around the bars up there. We decided, however, that we should go to Joe's first just because we knew the place. When we got there we got a pitcher ($5 pitchers!) of miller lite, much to Adam's chagrin, and just hung around for a bit. I looked across the bar and saw a girl I thought I knew. I walked over and sure enough it was Alison

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Well last night was a bust. Adam and I started the night by chillin' and shit and my apartment and had a few beers. Susana from the apartment below stopped by to say hi. We then got our plastic Quizno's cups and filled them up with cran-raspberry juice and gordons and headed to the El. On a side note... when we bought the vodka at Dominics the woman with her 13 year old daughter behind us told us

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Happy Jack wasn't old, but he was a man He lived in the sand at the Isle of Man The kids would all sing, he would take the wrong key So they rode on his head on their furry donkey The kids couldn't hurt Jack They tried and tried and tried They dropped things on his back And lied and lied and lied and lied and lied But they couldn't stop Jack, or the waters lapping And they couldn't prevent Jack

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So this will be my Purdue blog. Not too much happened here. Adam was feeling sick for the week leading up to this weekend, but he managed to pull through for the evening. When I got here we went to a local Mexican restaurant for dinner, which is going seeing as how I had Taco Bell for lunch. After that we had a few beers at Adam's apt. We played a dice game called football. Adam's ex's roommate

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I heard you're doing okay but I want you to know I'm a dick, I'm addicted to you, I can't pretend I don't care when you don't think about me. Do you think I deserve this? I tried to make you happy but you left anyway. I'm trying to forget that I'm addicted to you, But I want it and I need it, I'm addicted to you. Now it's over, can't forget what you said, And I never wanna do this again,

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I worked miracles today. It is kinda a rush to get a phone call asking if you have any cars to rent and tell them that you have whatever they are looking for when you only have 2 cars sitting on your lot! It really puts the pressure on you to get those cars. I never thought I could get my adrenaline pumping renting cars!

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Woke up early this morning (suprise, suprise) turned on the tellie and watched days of thunder. On next was Driven. Like an idiot I decided to go out and drive my car. No the next event might be related to the first two, or it might not be, you make the call. I was coming around an easy right hand turn, three lanes wide, all to my self when my rear end broke loose I started to slide sideways

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It seems weird, I know. My preliminary hopes hopes for the weekend's plans had been soured last weekend, and completely dashed Thursday night. My secondary plans of going to UIUC (U of I, whatever) were ousted by beasts of burden, Darcy had a horse riding show to attend all day today. Adam is at Ohio State for the Purdue game, so a visit to him was cancelled. A victory in a powder-puff football

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Sorry it has been so long since I have written an actual blog. Well maybe all of you are happy I have not, but whatever. Last night I had a TV dinner for, well, dinner. I popped it in the microwave for 3 minutes, stirred the "mashed potatoes" and then zapped it another minute. When my fried chicken dinner had cooled I put in my new DVD The Goonies, and watched it while I ate. Of course the

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Today is the 49th birthday of the Delta Omega Chapter of Theta Chi. That's right, We have been there at Ripon longer than anyone else. To further that argument, the local fraternity that we sprung from, Alpha Omega Alpha, was started in 1909, the first at Ripon. Booya!

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I did it today, I finally broke down and bought it.

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We received our new 3 month ESQi number today... 82! booya! up another point. For an explanation of what that is see the post entitled Dear Blogmiester....

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I actually love my job, one of the parts I like most is dealing with the people I mentioned in the post entitled I love being the Branch Corp. Acc. Manager.! But let me run this by you... You said something snippy about me dicking over the people I am supposed to help or something to that effect. So here are some numbers: I average about 15 contracts a day, now lets say I also check that many

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The Simpsons is really disapointing, but at least they had Wierd Al on there. So it was all and all a crazy weekend. Dante and Helmke came down to Chicago. It was kinda cute the way Greenwood cleaned the whole apartment and stored all the stuff that we had laying around and just hadn't gotten around to moving. I actually feel kinda bad. I didn't help at all, he did it while I was out Friday

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So this dude comes in today about 15 minutes before we close and is like, "I want the $9.99 weekend special." Now the $9.99 weekend special is for economy cars (like a Chevy metro, or a rollerskate w/ a bottle rocket taped to it, whichever we have available) I say "OK sir we will get you a Suzuki Areio." He says "Oh c'mon, I think I should get a midsize, I am from Napa Autocare on Cass Ave., we

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This is how the world will end.

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I think that is how you spell his name, but that is not the point... The point is I think he is a little pud. I base this on the worst evidence possible; other people's AIM profiles, but let me continue. I don't have any lines or lyrics to put down here but this is what I will say. The lyrics I have seen are tacky, cheesy and cliche. People have written about and sung about love, being in love,

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So I woke up really easily this morning at about 5:00. I have already showered (which instantly makes me more productive than yesterday) and I just wanted to see if anyone had used the new comment feature. They had, how about that?! But they used it on the blog that announced the comment feature. Weird. I was surprised no one made remarks about my level of intelligence regarding me getting into

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Comments anyone? I have dared to allow you crazy bastards to comment on my horrible blogs that it seems I make you read. You unfortunate souls

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On Friday I put a 2004 Infiniti FX35 in the shop after some jack-fuck technician skidded into me in the Acura parking lot. The guy who hit me while I had a customer in the car with me had no insurance and didn't have his drivers license. However, because I had pulled out into the right-of-way, even though I was completely stopped and it was neccessary to see around the corner, I was at fault. I

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