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Curtis: Over Two Decades Experience With Angry Belligerence

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Then You Two Would Be Brother And Sister, And Have Extra Retard Children.

Well, I'm finally a Black Belt, in Tae Kwon Do. I had my test on Sunday and passed with flying colours, if black can be a flying colour, what the hell are flying colours anyway? I think flags can be known as colours and they do fly but replacing that term with the word flag makes no sense. I passed with flags....just doesn't seem to work that well.

Anyway so now I actually have a black belt, so one down and probably thousands or more to go, it's a start.

It was a good test though, lots of people made it out and a bunch of my family which was pretty cool. My grandmother was even there. Though I was informed afterwards that after sweating a lot my pants became somewhat see through so that's fun. Nothing like having family and friends there to see more of you then they may have bargained for, oh well, maybe most people didn't notice.

Aside from that, my job search continues to be fruitless and irritating. Maybe I should just spam places with my resume, or find HR people and TP their houses with copies of it. Couldn't hurt, though I might get arrested, but then I wouldn't need to find a job, pay rent or buy food. Either way I win.

Oh and I can't find the thing that opens my skylight, which is the only windowlike thing in my room. So when the door is closed at night I tend to get a little too hot for my own good. How I got stuck with the bad room for the second time in a row I don't really know, but I'm pretty sure it's because I don't kill people who cross me. If I started that, I'll bet I'd start getting the good rooms pretty damn quickly. I just wish I knew where the hell the pole to open it went, how the hell does a 15 foot long pool just disappear? It's not like it's a cell phone or set of keys, it's 15 feet long.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Chuck Norris' Calander Goes Straight From March 31st to April 2nd; No One Fools Chuck Norris.

I am really good at making life difficult for myself, it's like a skill I've mastered. Could it even be considered a skill? I don't know, maybe, if it is then I am not only a master but quite possibly the Grand Champion, or even the King. Hail to the King Baby.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Giving Myself The One Man Reach Around.

I'm at work right now, doing security. So far all I've done is read 180 pages of my book. I guess I can't complain about a job that's paying me to read for 8 1/2 hours. If I had a job like this when I went to university, maybe I actually would have done some studying.

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