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Sick this morning but I'm at work anyway, trying not to give my cubicle walls two coats of my Christmas dinner.
Loot:
A fan, malted chocolate balls, a couple of t-shirts, ink pens, $235 and some hot sauce. And Josh got a goddamned Z28, pictured below.
Gave my mom my camaro with a full tank of gas and a new ignition, which both came from the same place; stopped at a gas station to fill up and the ignition jammed, so I called a locksmith, who had to replace the ignition. That was fun.
Back to sleeping with my eyes open.
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It's Saturday night - Christmas Eve - and I'm sitting in a dark corner of a dark room on the dark side of the house. On the other side of the house are every Florida-residing family member on my father's side, except for my father, who didn't come because he quit drinking and hates family get-togethers even more when he's sober. My brother's at work and the people I only hang out with when Jason's in town have left for their respective holiday family rituals after trashing my room. Merry Christmas, guys. I hope you all choke, burn, bleed and die (respectively).
I'm just kidding. Don't bleed; wouldn't want anyone else getting the AIDS.
I didn't get anyone presents this year, except for my mom. I gave her this:

The replacement lawn ornament is this:

I might give away some spare computer parts to family members who don't own computers. It's just my way of saying, "Thanks for the sweater you got me last year, asshole."
I'll post the loot tomorrow.
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I haven't been doing much of anything lately, besides going to work, and, after conducting a brief evaluation of my current situation this morning while taking a piss, I've decided that I'm both satisfied and indifferent with the way things are going for me. I could probably improve all the different levels of my current status to some degree with minimal effort, but I just don't care to. Maybe I need a week off from work. Hint. Hint.
Now my grandmother is bitching at me again about going back to school, and threatening to kick me out if I don't. So, it looks like I'm going back to school, just for the sake of going. Signing up for random classes, using the class time to catch up on some sleep, and all that all over again. It'll take me 3 years to get an AA with night classes, and I'll have to take a bunch of general bullshit classes to graduate although they will have nothing to do with whatever it is I decide at random to major in. Yay community college.
Christmas is coming up here soon. I hate it. People buy me gifts I don't want or need, and I don't buy much because I don't know wtf people want or need or if I really like them enough to be spending money on them (usually not). Of course before Christmas everyone's like, "oh, you don't have to get anything, it's mostly just for the get-togethers anyway." Afterwards: "Could you make a little effort to buy gifts next time? You get all this nice stuff and they get nothing in return." Maybe I should give them all their stuff back from last year. It's all still sitting on the table in my room - most of it still not removed from their packages.
Currently saving up for a paint job on my car. I'm not going to worry about go-fast parts until spring/summer next year. The paint is really bad, and the rear bumper fillers are completely gone now. It's still a decent 20-footer, though.
In WoW news:

Clearly, he was out-played.
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"Yeah, so he, like, just found this image - the skull - and we're all like, I mean, the guy, he's an actual pro, and in the office...I lost it. I'm retarded." - Jason
I don't remember if that was the exact quote because I was busy trying to figure out wtf he was trying to say, but it was pretty funny.
No new real happenings. Picked up a copy of Dragon Quest 8 and a few GC titles to play when I'm bored. Started a troll hunter in WoW and got a badass scorpion pet (Death Flayer, for those in the know), for, again, when I'm bored. And, I only received 7 emails today, as opposed to the 400+ I normally get. Either spam is taking a break, or something's up with the mail server. I hope the issue is solved soon, because I seriously need someone to 1 0 wer my monthly h0me payments and hook me up with s0me Advanced G@in Pro Pen1s Enlargement Pill$.
Been alone in the store for about four hours now and I'm getting pretty goddamned annoyed by the obnoxious, bumbling morons wandering in here, asking stupid questions and not spending any money. Locking the door now. Aw, fucking hell, here comes another one.
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