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I should have an 'I told you so' dance.
Say hello to my sister. If anyone needed luck, this woman did. Crappy marriage, heart surgery, etc.
Last month she was bawling on my couch. "My life is sooooo hard."
So, what happens? Did she take my advice and 'Change it'? Yes she did. She got a line on a new job and went for it.
Okay, technically I had to send in the resume, after I dug it up from my hard drive and revised it. (Remember, she's the cute one.) Believe it or not, she is a welding inspector. I know, you would never guess by looking at her.
What's a penny really worth to you?
There has been talk about abolishing the penny. And, of course, much opposition.
How much of the tax payers hard earned pennies are you willing to waste to fight someone for your right to accumulate them? And as far as the Canadian Mint is concerned, the penny is the one coin that does not 'circulate'. People just don't spend them anymore. Aside from charitable
Personally, the only thing i use them for is to unplug the shop vac hose. When it stops sucking, I throw a handful of pennies down and it usually breaks up the blockage.
So, if they abolish the penny, what do I do (other than unblock the vacuum) with all those accumulated pennies?
Consider the copper content. If I were to melt down the pennies and take them to an exchange yard, what could I get for them?
Why does looking and feeling good have to cost so much?
Why does looking and feeling good have to cost so much? - 
I don't know how many of you eat right, or stay in shape but if you do, how do you afford it?
It is so much cheaper to be a lazy fat chick. Between eating 'right' and exercising I am going to go broke.
What kind of friend are you?
What kind of friend are you? - 
Bunnie and I were having a conversation about just that today. I was listening to this song
and I believe that that is the kind of friend I am. Not a push over, don't get me wrong, if you were to ask me for something stupid I would tell you to pound sand. But if you are ever in trouble, call and I will be there. Someone you can count on.
Submission for Best Blog Post
To Whom It May Concern:
Dear Wendy's:
If you are going to jump all over me the second I pull up to the speaker, then back the fuckin' menu up a couple feet so I can figure out what I want. And tell that retard you have working the other end, that when I say 'give me a sec' I do not mean that literally.
Kisses,
Evel
Dear Steven Segal:
If the girl on the floor has a bullet hole between her eyes. You can skip the whole 'checking of the pulse' part of the program.
Oh and if you are in the middle of suburbia and the cop chick you are with gets shot. You take her to the fucking hospital, Moron. You don't throw her on the fucking table, jam a bottle of tequila down her throat and dig out the bullet with a kitchen knife.
Who raised you?
Evel
