I really do believe now that I picked the wrong time to move to the southeast region of the United States. Besides the political conservatism, tropical storm Bonnie and hurricanes Charley, Frances, and Ivan have caused me to rethink my new venture to the South.
Nothing about the election today; I'm not in the mood to discuss anything, much less argue with the closed-minded conservative "patriots" who just swear they know what's right for everyone else.
I felt guilty this morning because I'm blogging instead of working. Now I don't feel so bad, because everyone else was late, and now they're just telling hurricane stories. They haven't done any work either. I'm the new guy. Maybe I'm not supposed to work in the first hour of the day.
You, on the other hand, are not new at your job and do know what to do. Your job actually matters to people all year long.
So get to work and stop reading this.
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I hate patriots, especially ones that tell me that I am not patriotic because I haven't gotten a Bush tattoo on my arse. Since most of the real patriots I meet have never served in the military, I often offer to leave an imprint of my dog tags on their forehead to help them show their support for the troops. They usually decline my offer.
Send peaches!
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