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How Great Is My Sister?

We were in a Facebook chat last night, and she said something that kinda hit home. I didn't respond right away, because I was taking time to absorb it and try to understand where she was coming from. She implored me, "Don't be mad." I responded with: "I'm not mad... I'm contemplative..." How great is it that she picked the phone up right away and dialed my number to find out what I was contemplating? Oh, my dear little sister. We may be separated by five years and 600 miles, but you are never far from my heart. Sometimes, you know me better than I know myself. I fervently pray for blessings for you and your family, for you are truly my Guardian Angel.

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Are We the Empire

Yesterday, an agreement was put into place about invoice deliveries to the Logistics Department. Today, the logistics manager changed it. When I explained it to the people this affects, they complained, "That wasn't the agreement!" I immediately thought of this exchange between Lando Calrissian and Darth Vader from Star Wars: "The Empire Strikes Back": Lando: That wasn't our original agreement! Vader: I have changed the agreement. Pray I don't change it further.

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TCM Remembers for 2011.  Some pretty big names in here:

Cliff Robertson

Jane Russell

Peter Falk

And perhaps biggest of all: Elizabeth Taylor.

The song in the background is "Before You Go," by OK Sweetheart, from Home.  She sounds like a mix between Hope Sandoval and Norah Jones.

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My Truthful Tuesday

I'm getting tired of feeling like I'm the only one who cares;

I'm getting tired of being the good "friend" and "big brother" but not a good "romantic partner," "fuck buddy," or even "friend with benefits";

It's sad/frustrating when the guy on the third shift who can barely tie his own shoes without management assistance gets more sex than I do;

My sex life is a barren wasteland where Joshua trees won't even grow;

I get sad when someone I know IRL unfollows me on Twitter or unfriends me on Facebook, and every time I see them after that I want to scream, "Why did you unfriend me?!" and weep uncontrollably;

This truthful Tuesday thing is harder than it looks;

I spend large portions of my workday day-dreaming, because there is literally no challenge in my job to me at all--I can usually get the administrative parts of my job done in the first couple of hours, and I spend the rest of the day being essentially an under-paid babysitter to seventeen grown men.

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A Review on iTunes

So, I'm looking into some of the shows that I watch to check and see if they're available on iTunes, and I came across this review for 30 Rock:

If there were only 11 episodes for an entire season, that would be true.  But there are 22 to 24 episodes of a typical US season.

A Season Pass lets you view not only the current episodes of a season, but the future episodes, as well.

So that's a minimum of 22 episodes x 2.99 = ~$66 < $32.89.

So shut the fuck up, dumbass.

(Oh, and who are the 28 dumbasses who found this review "helpful"?  They must be rocket scientists.)