October 14th, 2003

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Well, I came back and got a few hours sleep when I got home and I twiddled around unpacking and tossing out food that's spoiled since I've been gone. Nothing interesting overall. I'm thinking about taking the digital camera to school tommorrow and snapping a few shots there. I would like to take a few pictures of the rats but that would apparently open a can of worms that no one really wants to deal with. It might bring the hippie PETA wankers out of the woodwork, though personally I'd welcome that development. It might be sorta entertaining to crack of a few hippie skulls and those self righteous college students piss me off anyway. They bask in the health and well being that animal research has afforded them while waving their signs and chanting their trite brainless slogans. I'd like to see them sac a family member or two for their convictions but I doubt they'd be willing to let go of their hipocrisy.
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Another work-a-day is done
A day a week a year is gone
And every breath you're further from
The one you meant to be
You can't recall the moment when
That Someday turned to Could Have Been
But a weak voice in you now and then
Asks what became of me.
A dream so loaded down with hope
It never would have flown
But would the fall hurt this much as this never having known

Did you stop believing just short of your miracle
Did you think a dream come true was the right of someone else
Did you wave the white flag when you knew you had a prayer left
And did you give more chances to a stranger than yourself
Like me? I did. Did you?

You're the first a friend calls when
They need a leap of faith again
You share the burden write the check
You weave the victory crown
Think how far you could have gone
If you'd had you to cheer you on
But the words you save when you're alone
Dig in and drag you down
>From time to time you still replay
The moment drives you mad
You turned back moments from the top
And lost the chance you had

Did you stop believing just short of your miracle
Did you think a dream come true was the right of someone else
Did you wave the white flag when you knew you had a prayer left
And did you give more chances to a stranger than yourself
Like me? I did. Did you?

No explanation for some things we do
But I sure would like to know
Why so many of us learn to fly from those
Who clipped their own wings long ago.
Like me. I did. Did you?
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He's a dead man



I'm not really a cubs fan but I love a good underdog. That and the fact that I can't think of anything positive to say for a team named after a giant fish and I live in chicago makes me a nominal cubs supporter I guess. All I can say is that this poor son of a bitch is a dead man. They are going to hunt down this poor schmuck in the streets and beat him down until his hair bleeds. I wouldn't give him the life expectancy of a snowball in hell if the cubs fail to win this series. At this very moment, drunken cubs fans are no doubt roaming the streets crying out for this guy's blood. I sincerely hope that he has his insurance (and by that I mean life insurance) payed up and that he's spending this night barricading heavy things in front of his door and sleeping with his shotgun close at hand. He's lucky that security escorted him out of the stadium or they would have torn him apart in the stands already.
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