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Apparently the Great and Awesome Google is about to allow those of us that use Google Voice to invite those who wish to use Google Voice (http://googlevoiceblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/invite-friend-to-google-voice.html). If anyone's interested, let me know.

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Here I sit, middle of the night, half-way through a couple of week's leave, enjoying life.It's amazing how much you realize you miss someone.See, my son got here two weeks ago. He's been gone since April 11th and I haven't been able to talk to him a whole lot. He's back now and I can't help but think about how much I am going to miss him when he has to leave in another four weeks.In the mean time

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Since it's been a while and I was looking for something to write about that wasn't just straight-up bitching, I'm going to talk about computers. If you don't like that topic, feel free to click away now.For those that know me, I'm a computer geek from Hell. As of a couple of weeks ago, there was a Dell desktop (nice one belonging to Peggy), my "server", and five laptops floating around the house.

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Welcome to Monday morning.I had a PFT scheduled. I went to bed late. Damn, I'm tired. OK, all dressed, out the door. WHERE THE FUCK IS MY BIKE!?!?That was my morning.Yup, some inconsiderate FUCKTARD stole my bike last night. I hope they get caught, anally raped with miscellaneous prison objects, and then rot in Hell.Thanks, you bastards.

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Guess what... the day has FINALLY come. As of 0940 this morning, I was a free man. Free of a marriage that was shit. Free (mostly) of a woman who had used me for 10 years. I'm still stuck with her for another 11 years concerning my son, but I'm still more free than I was a little over nine hours ago. The bitch didn't even have the courtesy to show up to the divorce she wanted... Oh, well, not my

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Hey, All.I know, I know. It's been a while since I wrote something for all my fans. There has been a metric shit-ton of stuff going on and I've been using my time in more constructive ways.Anyway, updates.We've moved into a new place, as you may be able to tell from the title. It's close to a really nice park, not too far from work, school, and everything else. Plus, it's no longer a trailer. I

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Original TextDrill Sergeant Joe B. Fricks Rules For A Gunfight 1. Forget about knives, bats and fists. Bring a gun. Preferably, bring at least two guns. Bring all of your friends who have guns. Bring four times the ammunition you think you could ever need.2. Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Ammunition is cheap - life is expensive. If you shoot inside, buckshot is your friend. A

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Remember my post on the 12th where I was hoping this whole divorce thing could be done with? You'll never guess what happened.Well, she was served the following day and the thirty days began. It was to end on 13 February and court was to be the following week. Well, I found out a couple of hours ago that she'd done gone and requested an extension.Huh? This is the same woman that told me to get

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It's been a beautifully atypical day here in eastern North Carolina.Since I arrived here in June of 2004, there has only been one other day that I saw snow and that was nothing to write home about. It came down, everyone panicked, and then it went away by noon-ish. Today was very different.It all started last night with the messages that schools (and countless other city and county facilities) as

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The time has finally come and today my year has ended.One year ago today I removed myself from my house, my child, and my life as I had known it for nine years. I thought it was the end of everything good, but how wrong I turned out to be.After the last year of arguing, fighting, and miscellaneous SHIT that has happened, it will be such a relief to see it all end and get on with my life. And such

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Here we are at a new year, yet again. Predictably, this seems to come about every 365 days or so and usually brings with it parties, promises, and failures.Last night, I did something a bit different: I stayed home. No parties this year. It was actually very nice to wake up this morning to the sound of my children and not have to worry about the monster hangover in my head. The aforementioned

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Listen to old man Pearce, kids: Septoplasty hurts...Back on 11 December I had one of my own. The procedure was done under conscious sedation - the type where you are physically conscious, but mentally asleep. Talk about a trip! One minute, I'm chewing on a nasal canula commenting on how it seems they're pushing gas because I'm feeling a bit lightheaded, and the next thing I know, I realize that

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Looks like if it's going to happen to someone, it's going to happen to me.On 1 Dec, my six-month old laptop, my dearest possession, became a statistic. I shut it down that morning, took it to work, booted it, and was met with a HDD failure notification.Well, shit...So, I got on the phone with HP "technical support", spoke to some very nice people who couldn't speak a lick of English, and was told

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Here we are; recovering from the side-effects of Tryptophan overdose... what a beautiful day.We had the whole (local) family here - to include my son this time. It was a good time. Lots of talking, lots of eating - and the food was all so very good. Best part is the leftovers :DAfter dinner, we all headed to Justice's tree farm and bought a live Christmas tree for Peggy's mom. The kids had a

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Click the link for live election coverage starting at 1800 Eastern.Google Rules the World!But seriously... It's that time of the year and this is a special year. Bush isn't going to be reelected and we get to choose, once again, from the lesser of two evils. I won't publish my opinions here because, quite frankly, I don't have one on this go-round. In fact, I'm not even voting this year.Gasp!See,

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Netgear sucks. I could leave it there and end my post with very few people wondering more. Since it's my opinion, though, I feel that I should justify this statement.The links provided show two of my most dissatisfying purchases that I've made through Netgear. See, quite a while ago, I purchased a PS121 print server. I was so stoked that I would be able to share out my printer without needing to

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That's it. That's all I have to say... for now.See, there are too many things going on in my life right now for me to be blogging and revealing my deep, dark secrets. There are some out there that would use anything I were to say here against me. It's a bad place to be. Hopefully, this will be over within the next several weeks.And as I said when I started this, the first post on my blog: That's

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