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Okay, so I haven't updated for a bit. It's not like I have been doing too much. I'm still working at ... the Atomic Record Storage/Destruction Facility (where I destroy history for the Man) for the James Bond-esque Villian who we'll call Dr. Ron. (Herr Doktor has a contract with the Man)But, this career move is about to end in a month or so as I have my eye on something else entirely. I've got a few tests to take and what not, but I thnk I will be on the move once the NHL starts up again. Speaking of the NHL, does everyone have their "2007 Stanley Cup LOSERS" Ottawa Senators T-shirt? Hmmm, maybe the one I made is the only one.

The shitmobile has been giving me a bit of grief. I'm thinking either the fuel filter or fuel pump need some tweeking. It has been chugging at some pretty bad times. I'm not sure if I am going to get rid of the beast or not. I mean, I just bought my "Cthulhu hates you" bumper sticker.

As for world events, news and everything else, if you want my opinion, while watching it unfold or reading about it, imagine me taking the most unorthodox/politically incorrect stance possible. I don't know how popular my "Kill the Hydra. Nuke Mecca." T-shirt would be in your town (another Lebowski original) but I've gotten a few raised eyebrows around here.(My next slogan T is probably going to be "Mohammed is no match for the Great Uncle Sam" with "my god laughs at your god" on the back)

I've lost 30 kgs in the last year. I've put on 15kg of muscle for a grand total of 90 sticks of butter back into the ether from whence it came. I've still got a bit of a gut, but I'm working towards looking like a pro wrestler. Let me re-phrase that, a fit pro wrestler. Not like that tubby ass King Kong Bundy. I''m contemplating what facial hair style is best. I had a reverse Hitler going for a while, and my new driver's license has the fu man chu. Now I have just a 4 inch long goatee, like an evil hudderite. I'm 200lbs now, my goal is 220 with 10% body fat.

The cat we have now isn't fit to hold Frenchy's lighter. It is all freaky and sketchy and doesn't like playing "fight under the couch" like Triple French did. Oh well. Someday I'm going to have enough money to buy one of those cats trained for a movie. It'll smoke and play poker and shit.

So how is the dwindling fan club doing out there? Still addicted to porno and snackfoods? My advice is: stop watching TV (okay disorderly conduct is on, but my wife watches that show), exercise 6 hours a day and let emoticons do the talking for you.

Up the Irons and dine in hell.