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A Certain Aesthetic
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#Mood
Okay…
Truth Hurts
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Also, Beware the Ides of March
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Every. Damn. Day
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Because It’s True!
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Relatable
I’ve never been a morning person. The daily grind forced me into at least minimally functioning in the morning.
When I’ve been out of work, I tend to become a night person. That’s not to say I’m out partying or anything like that; it’s just that I tend to function better at night.
Or at least that’s the way it was when I was younger. Nowadays I’m usually passed out on the sofa shortly after dinner and in bed for realz between 10 and 11 pm, even on the weekends.
However, if I’m actively engaged in something, I can easily stay up well past midnight and remain fully awake.
Of course, even if I go to bed at 2, I’m still wide awake at 6:30 am…another lovely byproduct of getting older.
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I Could Live There
A little small for more than one person, but it could still work…
This actually reminds me a lot of the first project I worked on when I moved to Tucson in 1980. It was a long, narrow lot that was zoned multi-family, and the architect I worked for had designed three separate townhouses for the property.
I always liked the layout of the units. Sadly I don’t have the original plans any more, but once upon a time I did a “beach house” design based off the original layout, and surprisingly I do still have that:
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Indeed It Is
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Damn It.
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What. The. Fuck.
Groovy Meets Techno
I could watch this for hours.
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Let’s Face It…
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What Are You Waiting For?
I Have To Remind Myself…
…that unless it’s already built into your genes, a body of this requires a lot of work to get and maintain. And I have never had the time, energy, or inclination to do that work.
But that doesn’t mean I can’t or don’t admire the men who do. Obviously.
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365 Days of UNF: Day 56
Am I Doing It Right?
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Just Sayin’
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If Only We Could Also Shut Him Up!
How to Deal With Phone Scammers
I happened upon a genius way of dealing with phone scammers, i.e. “The Office of VISA and Mastercard” et. al.
Go ahead and actually let the bot connect you with one of those scammer sweatshops in Delhi. When they start asking questions, just start spouting random words. It confuses the hell out of them. I kept one of them on the phone for over ten minutes this morning until I got bored and hung up. (That was ten minutes he couldn’t scam someone else.)
If you’re in a particularly snarky mood and they call, give it a try. It’s fun!
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365 Days of UNF: Day 55
No Lie Detected
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Mustn’t Upset Karen Whitebred
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Oops!
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Submitted Without Further Comment
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