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I can’t escape walking down these halls
Hard to find a place where there are no walls
And no lines begging me to cross
Only straight ahead better move along
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<rant>
hehe, So I figured out why everything worth a damn is made in Korea/China.
Two words. Small hands.
I just got done switching out an lcd for an lcd(don’t ask me why long story) and there were about 1,543,231,091 screws …. all of which, 60 were not put back 
Oh well, works better now and its 60 screws lighter I figure. All this time I thought I had relatively small hands but given how much of a hard time the stupid things were given me, I suppose not.
</rant>
<today>
It’s been super nice not needing to wake up super early. It’s even been nice working late. I come home to an empty house, which sucks, but its good practice I imagine. In time I’ll be coming home to an empty house for good, and it’s kind of sobering. /gulp. I’ve been apartment shopping so it shouldn’t be to bad, and by the time I’ll have to move out I should get my raise at work and all will be back to normal in the universe. I hope so anyways ….
Getting on with it, today was he first day I was late to the lightrail. Kind of stunk but I figured I wouldn’t buy a pass today given I have never been checked in 3 weeks. Well what do you know … the lady who checks the tickets was on the train coming down. Luckily I spotted her before she spotted me. Like a smooth criminal I made my escape. HAHA, far from it. Anybody that knows me can vouch that I wouldn’t do anything that wasn’t morally right. As soon as I saw her, my heart jumped out of my chest, and it was funny too because the train stopped, the door closed, and there I was just frozen in time. Jaw on the floor. All along I kept saying to myself "GET OUT OFF THE TRAIN DUMB DUMB!". The doors closed, and then I leap out of my chair. haha … oh dear. Too late … doors moving. Are you kidding me!?!?! Luckily the guy behind us was a chatter and chatted up a storm(haha, probably because he didn’t have a ticket either). I hopped off at the next station, paid my buck fifty and then hopped back on. /whew. Disaster diverted. I was scared to death, but it was really funny afterwards. I think for me because I jumped out my seat AFTER the doors closed … lol … I had to sit down to the lady on the other side of me and I’m sure she was thinking what a fruit loop I was. But hey, I meant to get jump out of my seat like a maniac and start to sweat as if the hoover damn just broke.
I kinda knew that today was going to be one of those days. Last night I woke up somewhat paralyzed and I knew something was fishy. Like I was being abducted, or GOD was telling me I needed to slow the fook down. Knowing that aliens didn’t want anything with a suburbanized white guy(aliens only go after people in the south, think about it! When have you ever heard of a New Yorker being abducted? NEVER! Being a New Yorker myself I figured I was immune) I figured it must have been the almighty himself. Oh well … he didn’t say much but then again he never does. At least not in the movies, he just sits there glowing. I suppose I’d be glowing too if I were GOD.
Ok, I think I’ve lost it …..
Back on track …
I got off work pretty late today. Like I said earlier, it’s pretty nice to get my mind off things. I’ve been listening to alot of music lately. In fact, right now I’m listening to heaven is a place on earth a cover by student rick. Pretty good band … but I’ve been listening to alot of random stuff from www.pandora.com and found one today that I really like by Trapt.
I was going through a bunch of pictures and found this one of me and stevie that I really liked.
<img src=http://www.ozweegoville.com/Chron/images/09-22-06_1914.jpg width=300>
I only show it because here soon I’m going to have to get rid of them all that have her in it just so I don’t look like the weird ex that’s stalking her or something.
… I just need time ….
Perhaps this weekend … until then, check out this song by trapt. Awesome song, oh and a quick shout out to Abby. She got married … Congrats!
</today>
Trapt – These Walls
Something missing
Left behind
Search in circles
Every time I try
I’ve been here before
I’ve seen you before
I can’t escape walking down these halls
Hard to find a place where there are no walls
And no lines begging me to cross
Only straight ahead better move along
Like Clockwork
I commit the crime
I pretend to be
everything they like
I’ve been here before
I’ve seen you before
I can’t escape walking down these halls
Hard to find a place where there are no walls
And no lines begging me to cross
Only straight ahead better move along
And I trade everything for this
And I trade everything for this
Why do I read the writing on the wall
Why do I read the writing on the wall
I won’t lose my place in line
I’ve been here too long and I’ve spent to much time
I won’t lose my place in line
I’ve been here too long and I’ve spent too much time
Something missing
Left behind
Search in circles
Every time I try
I’ve been here before
I’ve seen you before
I can’t escape walking down these halls
Hard to find a place where there are no walls
And no lines begging me to cross
Only straight ahead better move along
And I trade everything for this
And I trade everything for this
Why do I read the writing on the wall
Why do I read the writing on the wall
Why do I read the writing on the wall
Why do I read the writing on the wall
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