The whole wide world an endless universe...

Yet, we keep looking through,
The eyeglass in reverse.

Don't feed the people,
But we feed the machines....

There's some more Rush lyrics for you. The song is called Territories, and it's on the Power Windows cd. If you don't know the song, I highly recommend it. If you do, then by all means, listen to it.

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It's been a tough couplea days. I think I mentioned losing a friend at work. That, despite any personal feelings has affected me in other ways as well. Today is Friday, and I'm not at work. That's a comparative rarity. I also have Tuesday off. The split day off thing is a mixed blessing. Shorter weeks, but shorter days off too.

It was a good day, for the most part. Pops and I headed over to Aimee's house, and watched 3/5 of Elf. Also, we scored an entire loaf of Spice Loaf. My sister assures me that one slice has more calories and more something else than a can of soda.

I give it 3 days. I don't know if I've told you this or not, but our house is where sweets come to die. You know how we have 'the boogey man?' Sweet stuff tells it's young about our house. 'Be good, or Pops and T.J.'ll get you.' Hell, I've been known to drink a whole 6-pack of soda in an evening.

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Believe it or not, I still have this jar of Carmex.

It's much closer to being empty now, and I think I'm going to make it to the end. We're approaching 3 years with the same Carmex. I'm not sure, but I think that's a record.

Not just for me, but worldwide. Hell, if nobody can dispute it, I'll claim the title right now.

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I think Pops is making turkey pot pie. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about the 9 for a dollar Wal-Mart specials, or even the expensive Marie Callender's ones. He's down there with pie dough, diced veggies, and turkey stock/soup that he made from our dead bird.

I'm so fucking spoiled. If anybody reading this is close enough to stop by for some, by all means, show up.

Guess I'm done.

Si muedeo mi vaca,

T.