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Sep. 29th, 2005
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Sep. 29th, 2005 04:01 amHeh heh heh.... from Steve Jackson Games (thanks, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
temujin9)...
September 29, 2005: Iraq Agrees On Constitution
(Illuminated News Service) After months of heated debate and repeated last-minute deadline changes, Iraq's elected representatives have reached agreement on their new Constitution.
It will be 10.
Next up for discussion is Dexterity. Observers anticipate that consensus will be reached on 12 or possibly 13. The current deadline for decision is in March 2006.
temujin9)...September 29, 2005: Iraq Agrees On Constitution
(Illuminated News Service) After months of heated debate and repeated last-minute deadline changes, Iraq's elected representatives have reached agreement on their new Constitution.
It will be 10.
Next up for discussion is Dexterity. Observers anticipate that consensus will be reached on 12 or possibly 13. The current deadline for decision is in March 2006.
You're the key to handcuffs. You set people free,
or maybe lock them up. You can be sought,
fought over, and valued. Be careful who you let
use you; you can be an instrument of justice or
injustice depending on your choice.
What sort of key are you and what do you unlock?
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Sep. 29th, 2005 10:58 amOh dear. The fact that I didn't sleep well might explain why this joke nearly made me fall out of my chair just now.
Donald Rumsfeld is giving the President his daily briefing, he concludes by saying: "Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed in an accident."
"OH NO!" the President exclaims. "That's terrible!"
His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the President sits, head in hands.
Finally, he looks up and asks....
"How many is a Brazillion?"
Donald Rumsfeld is giving the President his daily briefing, he concludes by saying: "Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed in an accident."
"OH NO!" the President exclaims. "That's terrible!"
His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the President sits, head in hands.
Finally, he looks up and asks....
"How many is a Brazillion?"
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Sep. 29th, 2005 01:45 pmAlright, I've found a downside to my new dining schedule, where I eat lunch during my first break instead of at lunch.
My sense of timing is all messed up. Since forever, I'm used to thinking "okay, I've had lunch, therefore my shift is half over." And now this is no longer true. This means the workday is taking fucking forever to be done. I don't know why, but today seems especially bad. I feel like I've been at work for 12 hours. Good lord. I've checked my email and LJ and whatnot a brazillion times and taken a bunch of calls, and still it drags...... on. Gah!
I need to remember to bring a book to work. I could at least be reading something. Not that I can bring anything that requires a lot of concentration, since interruption is legion at this job. But I have enough floofy fiction that I could be ploughing through.
My sense of timing is all messed up. Since forever, I'm used to thinking "okay, I've had lunch, therefore my shift is half over." And now this is no longer true. This means the workday is taking fucking forever to be done. I don't know why, but today seems especially bad. I feel like I've been at work for 12 hours. Good lord. I've checked my email and LJ and whatnot a brazillion times and taken a bunch of calls, and still it drags...... on. Gah!
I need to remember to bring a book to work. I could at least be reading something. Not that I can bring anything that requires a lot of concentration, since interruption is legion at this job. But I have enough floofy fiction that I could be ploughing through.
