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Reinstallation & Friday Five

Saturday, May. 10, 2008 - 12:47 a.m.

Heh heh heh.

In the Couldn't Have Happened To A Nicer Guy department, I see here where some tax records have been released pertaining to Al Sharpton, who owes over a million dollars in back taxes.

I can't think of a more appropriate candidate for debtors' prison.

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I received a couple of pings asking why I no longer echo my blog entries on MySpace.

The truth is, something happened over there that was distressing on a multitude of levels, and because of that, John doesn't want me as involved over there anymore.

I will spare you the details. But thanks for checking to make sure I am okay, because I am. :-)

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The multiple restart reinstallation of Microsoft Office finally began working properly, as soon as i figured out that I forgot to transfer some of the mandatory installation files from the CD to the computer.

And the icons? Those little blobby things are ridiculous looking.

Out of the corner of my eye, they resemble Teletubbies.

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And the Friday Five was posted to LiveJournal...

If you knew that you had only one day left to live, what would you be doing for the 24 hours?

Eating all of my favorite foods, watching at least one of my favorite movies, and making love.

Do you think that life has meaning?

I'm not sure what you mean. (runs away...)

What was your favourite childhood toy/object, or some of your favourites?

The dirt surrounding the base of the walnut tree at Gran's house. Or the piano in the living room.

When you clasp your hands, do you put your right thumb over your left thumb, or your left thumb over your right thumb?

I just made you say underwear.

If you had to teach the most ignorant person on earth the most difficult thing you have ever learned, how would you go about doing it?

How do you teach a person to love themselves again after being disfigured?

Link to the left.

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That's it from here. Friday was quiet.

Have a nice Saturday.

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