I'm on Vacation! Sort of...

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*Play the music while you read if you want the sappy effect that I had when I wrote this post...or, if you've not the hunger for melodrama, skip it...see if I care...but seriously, play the music...not that I care, cause I, like, totally don't...*

DONT CALL IT A COMEBACK! Um...cause its not. Actually, it’s a comeback in reverse...a hiatus, if you will. I'm leaving the world of the bloggo for a minute so I can pay attention to the screaming, burning needs of my Real, Physical, Three-dimensional, Non-surreal, Other life, which, really, is almost never more than 2 of those things at the same time. Wanna see the laundry list of the things I’ve got to take care of in the next *checks non-existent watch*, which, incidentally, includes laundry? I didn’t think so. It DOES include healing my mother, busting my pops outta jail (in a completely legal, and sadly less-satisfying manner), finishing some review homework *waves to Sherri*, Laundry (see? Right there!), Bills, Cammy’s Playroom woodwork, Sister-in-law’s wedding, Spanish Translation work, treating my wife like the beautiful angel of mercy and love that she is (instead of, for instance, just saying it to her while smacking her with pillows, which I NEVER do…), enrolling Cammy in a school that will challenger her but not too much while not doing the Viking thing on my wallet (you know, rape, pillage, burn villages, heads-on-the-pike stuff), winterize the house…and…um

*rereads the last paragraph*

So…I knew you didn’t care to hear that list and I went ahead and did it anyway. That was totally rude of me, and I apologize. None of this is anything that I can’t handle (I being me and my wife, who backs me up on so much stuff I sometimes forget we’re not the same person, which goes up there with not hitting her with pillows (cause I hit myself with pillows sometimes to remind myself which ME I actually am)) but it ALL takes time, energy, FOCUS.

Anyway…I’ll be sort of hanging around, but don’t expect the award-winning blogs I’ve been blessing you all with *giggles uncontrollably*. But soon, once all the crazy blows over a bit, I’ll be back, the blog will look different (which I promised over the weekend and was disappointed when I learned I couldn’t just clap my hands three times and MAKE it happen), and I, hopefully, will have a little less stress in mi vida. So cool beans.

Well…that’s about it. I’ll see ya soon.

*turns out the light, locks the door, waves goodbye…*

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(seriously, I’m not REALLY leaving. I’ll be commenting and stuff on other’s blogs, but…well…I think you know what I mean. Right? Oh, don’t cry! I’ll be right back! You won’t even miss me much! Promise!)

I had to link to it for those of you who are afraid...

You owe it to yourself to click on this link. Dwight, I'm looking right at you cause I could imagine you having this conversation...

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Real quick...

If you liked that last movie as much as I did for the simple, stupid, laugh-out-loud hilarity of it all, you need to go here. Its worth it to watch their vids, if you've not heard of them. That is all.


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A change is coming...

After trying to work with this stupid blog and blogger beta (dont make the switch unless you're ready to deal with the consequences!) I'm going to be employing the big guns (my more web-savvy wife, Raquita) and this old blogspace is getting a complete rehaul. What comes out on monday might be NOTHING like what it is now...just be warned. I'm not gonna go all retarded midget monkey porn on you or anything, though so no worries there.

The Dog pic? Thats for another post. Call it some clever foreshadowing. Or just an excuse to put a pic up of a cute doggy+puppy combo. I prefer foreshadowing though...

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Please...just click on the link...seriously...

The reason why I wish I had a brother...

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Blech...

Blogger had kind of neutered my old theme so I upgraded to Blogger Beta but those built in templates (the one I'm currently using, for example) are so hideous and boring. I'm seriously contemplating a switch to wordpress but I'll need my lovely wife to help me come up with a template that doesnt blah-blah me to death...so hang in there...

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Because your day needs to be just as strange as mine...

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