Friday, April 16, 2004


It's Friday...
posted @ 17:19 by ryan in [ Another adventure... ]

[Hey!] and I'm ready to sing...
pick up my girls and hit the party scene...
tonight...

oh oh, it's alright...

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except for, not really...

I'm going back, back, forth, and forth between my mom's house and my house most of the weekend...

you know, I never really thought moving was such a big deal... I mean, I did it in college every other term.

but through the years, I think I have accumulated enough stuff to fill a good amount of my house...

note to the fiancee: when I say "my" house, I really mean "our" house, babiehead... but since you are not actually living there yet, it is mine for now... :-P

anyways, all of my clothes and my stuff is strewn around the house.

I do not even have room for the vane or a cat! Not that I could drink all that wine by myself.

EB knows...

so I am at work... still...

because I have to finish waiting for this stupid program to download and install before I can finish my work for the day... I even left to go to the dentist and came back thinking it would be done...

but noooooooo.

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oh. it is installing now. :-)

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the dentist was typical. no cavities, I should floss more, but my brushing is excellent (because I do not have any plaque above the gumline, hence my need to floss more)

apparently, you are supposed to floss after your last meal of the day, because if you sleep without flossing, your teeth become a smorgasbord for the teeny-weeny bacteria that cause gingivitis and plaque.

I tried to use that reach flosser... but the floss is too big (although if you manage to thin the strand it works pretty well.) I am a Glide man myself - or the generic "hi-tech" floss...

it is not as pretty, but hey, it works.

unless you are a style-before-comfort kind of guy.

I am a comfort-before-style-but-if-you-can-have-both-the-all-the-better kind of guy.

I digress.

no.

I take that back.

there was no actual "subject" so therefore a digression is impossible. This is merely the natural order of progression of the conversation I am having with myself that I happen to be transcribing for posterity.

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the program is almost done installing.

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I like to beat box to myself whilst I am working.

this is, of course, quite unintentional, but I do it, so there you have it.

I have to catch myself, because when I am doing it I catch strange looks from my co-workers.

so I blush and stop.

for real... give it what you got.

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installation is done. the headsets are going on as launch plays in the background...

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so get up and let this funky mellow groove get you in the mood....
cause you know it's alright....