written by owen on 2011-Aug-02.

Every now and again something goes wrong in the universe and you have to work on the weekend. Even after careful preparation and taping all the wires theres bound to be something that goes horribly wrong, the planets will align against you causing the inevitable collapse of everything into a spiralling black hole of wasted effort. At times like these you have no choice but to experiment with your chicken sandwich and put plantains in it - I love plantains. I took a picture. I will post it later.

In other news : hard times are getting harder. Gas prices are through the roof. People are losing thier heads. I passed a woman parked pecuriously on the inside of a fast turn on the highway. Usually I would proceed to blow my horn as I passed but that only came as a after thought. I zoomed by her at the speed limit and I could barely see inside the car. I am not sure if she was dead or her Mitsubishi Lancer had just ran out of gas. I thought about it for about 10 minutes on my ride home. My mind trying to calculate the possibility of me turning back around and checking if she was ok. I forgot about it eventually.

Its another independence day and I've yet to make it to ATI and its not getting any cheaper to produce hurricanes early enough in the season to kill them all but still there is always the possibility of a out break of dengae fever. It must have been a long weekend because my beard sprung up like a wild bush. I hate to go to work like this and have them find out that I am not the man they think I am at home. But I'm a rocketman burning out his fuse, they would find out sometime.

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