At any rate, I tried to get out of there at around 10 or so, but Scott wanted to talk about his latest bout with indecision about his career choice, or lack there of. Look. I really like the guy, he's my best friend. But he's fucking 28 years old! He needs to sort his fucking life out, pronto, and get into college! I mean, I know it kind of took me a while, but that was only about four years of thought. Scott's pushing through 10! Well, he wanted to talk about why he doesn't want to be an architect, or a computer programmer, and how just looking at finance books makes him happy. See how that took me five seconds to say? It took him two hours. Just that.

Getting to the damn point, it took me until midnight to get out of there, so I slept a little late this morning, but it's all good.
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I washed four loads of clothes today because it was the first nice day in about a week down here. I hung all of them out to try on the clothesline, which indeed does hold four large loads of clothes at the same time. When I first saw it, I thought Dad had over-engineered it as usual, but after having gone through a "Washing" day, I realize that's why he did that...So that he could was 8 loads of laundry during the day and get *all* of it dried outside. I think the thing could actually hold 6 full loads, but by the time the 7th and 8th came through the first two loads would be dry and ready to come off the line.
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On the way back from going to go get my lunch today, I saw a turtle trying desperately to cross the street. I hopped out of the car a little past it and ran back to it so I could move it out of the street and to the other side where it was going before some Bubba T. Flubba in his "got me a damn pickemuptruck" ran over it for fun. (I'm not joking, despite the congeniality of country folk, they are just a tad insane in the head when it comes to animals. Show me one country person that gets upset at the thought of killing something.) Some yokels gave me wierd looks, but I don't care!
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So, McCain picked a woman to be his VP pick. I'm not sure who he's trying to kid, here. If the Republicans were ready for a woman to be in the White House in a decision making capacity, they would have pushed for one to nominate. Methinks this will backfire.
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Okay, got to go make my bed. With dried outside sheets, pillow cases, and blanket. Mmmm.