My flight certificate info is now in Oklahoma City...FAA's death trap. I have gone from waiting weeks to MONTHS.
It's effing snowing again. And will continue for a week.
Editor-at-Large at...well, here, of course!
"Remy-Z, you've outdone yourself again, I thought a Mirada was the icing on the cake of rodding, but this Imperial is the spread of little 99-cent candy letters spelling out "EAT ME" on top of that cake."
Now actually, that is not the answer that I had in mind because the book that I got this problem out of wants you to do it in base eight. But don't panic. Base eight is just like base ten really, if you're missing two fingers. Shall we have a go at it? Hang on...
Rumors of my demise by rollover have been greatly exaggerated.
got a call at work from my daughter telling me my male lab killed my prairie dog, he knocked over the cage to get to him, ive had it with the dog and his aggressive behavior, just got off the phone with a area shelter. Im having him to put down, i cant take this anymore - hes killed birds, cats, now this, I cant have him attacking a kid
I really, really, want to cause harm to my roommate, but I won't, because I am a good person, and so is he.
I am his (free) ride home, I let him use my wireless, I don't complain about him coming in at 0200 every night and not being quiet, and I try and be quiet when I leave in the morning at 0700 or 0530 on PT mornings, and I let him use my car for Wal-Mart runs.
The one thing that I will say is that I am not really that neat, but I don't encroach on his space.
He doesn't have the basic respect to shut the damn webcam off when he goes to bed, so there is a webcam open between him and (minor) girlfriend all night on weekends, plus the computer screen glowing. He doesn't have the courtesy to talk to me face to face when we have a problem, he just writes it on the board and leaves it for me to find. Today, I woke him up because he was about to sleep through a graded quiz. He leaves a note complaining about my mess on the whiteboard, and then when he sees me later he wants to use the car to take some friends to the store.
Instead of doing what I wanted to, when I went out to run errands today I parked the car in the farthest parking space I could. It's a solid 3/4 mile walk. He allows his friends to walk in the room without knocking. I don't like or really trust his friends, but apparently my opinion doesn't really matter. Sure you can use the car.... It's at the far end of lot 21. Stuck (for him- he grew up AWD and can't start a FWD from a snowbank). Have fun. 86 more days of living with him, unless I can find a new roommate.
On a positive note I found a copy of cannonball run for $4.
I just punched a girl in the face. On purpose. Premeditated, carefully evaluated, and successfully executed. It was a beautiful thing. Good form, good speed, proper contact surface, and the correct amount of force. Caught her by surprise.
Don't panic, we were sparring, and she was fighting back......
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