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Dear Brian France,

The Car of Tomorrow looks stupid. It also looks like it belongs in one of them there European types of racing. You thought the Chase caused people to get pissed (ultimately they ate their words, but that's because the Chase has at least been interesting)...just wait until the CoT starts up. Southerners will stage an uprising. Frankly, I'm more interested in seeing what the Truck of Tomorrow looks like. Or I'm waiting for the day you admit you're really going to hook up special technology to these cars and recreate Back to the Future with rednecks. (Obviously the NASCAR version of Doc will be Darryl Waltrip.) My confusion, though, lies in how this affects Toyota getting into NASCAR. If the point is to have all cars the same, where on earth does this leave the manufacturers?

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I find this Wikipedia entry on Belk's to be amusing. Mainly because it even references Belk Yates, which was the Belk store I grew up going to (before the Yates family sold it or something - why did the Yates go away?).

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My headache needs to go *away*. Three days now. Three. Days. It's on the top of my head, and I only really feel it when I bend over. Sinuses are clogging slightly, and the base of my skull aches. WebMD says this could be a cluster headache, but as I've never had one before, I'm confused. I think it's just sinus related. Either way, I keep taking medication and nothing is touching it. On the plus side, it doesn't hurt, really. Just discomfort. (I'm used to migraines, which are debilitating and have on occassion caused vomiting.)

This is so wrong

I'm lusting after a car. Worse than the Impala lust that Supernatural inspires.

( Jimmie Johnson's 1967 Chevy Camaro SS )

I think the color is a slight factor. There's red, and then there's...RED. Plus the shiny and the fact that the steering wheel is the exact same shade of red. And the hot rod engine. Well, fast doesn't do it as much for me as sleek and sexy with an edge. Guh. I'm lusting after a car. So sad.

I win at life.

So the boss tells you to buy a report on the state of the Chemical Manufacturing Industry in the 4th quarter of 2005. And you buy it (for $500 - thankfully reimbursable by the client), only to find that the asshats who did the report have created a 9 page report on the status of the Chemical Manufacturing Industry in the 4th quarter of 2005. Maybe it's just me, but three whole months of an industry's business (when it's a general business category and has many specific subsectors) should generate more than 9 pages of text.

Color me pissed. I was told to buy it. No biggie. As I was told to buy it (and by the description it sufficed), I'm not going to get into trouble. But the pissiness is because I hate being duped.

So in a fit, I go online and start randomly looking on websites for information. I, being amazingly talented, find the exact information we needed for FREE.

I so win at life.

Plus I got to pass off the 9 page report to someone else working on that project who is not the boss who asked for the report (she left for the day), so he gets to tell her of it's suckiness.

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Tomorrow is haircut day. Thursday is cable day. It's a week of change. Fear me! For at some point I will have a panic attack over one of these things.

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Due to allergy medication, Supernatural and paperbkryter's influence, we have decreed that Fozzie Bear is going to try and off Snuggle Bear. Fozzie is also dressed like Rambo in this scenario. Dean would be happy.

NASCAR Picspam

NASCAR Picspam

( Ladies and gentlement, we have a Waffle sighting! )

( We also have a racoon sighting. For some strange reason he's wearing Biffle's uniform. )