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This blog has the potential to be voluminous, so I'm breaking my usual style of posting in short lines, and losing some of my style for more style else where. I started off writing a blog in the same name, and ended up complaining about things a bit too much. The abridged version of it is: I hate people who choose to be stupid, I hate people who whine, I hate people who never see the fault on their end, I hate people who fail to see the green grass on their side of the fence, I hate people who think work is time to whatever they want and then complain about being tasked, I hate people who complain, and fail to make a stand against what their complaining about. Okay, maybe not hate, it just irritates me to no end. If you want to make me an ass, I just gave you specific directions on what should be done. And that's where I left off. I like to think I'm nice, but sometimes, I'm not so sure. A perfect example: a guy in our shop is "already" (note the emphasis) listening to Christmas music. I tolerate it only because if I want to listen to my music, I have to be tolerant as they're tolerant to me. A good song - System Of A Down - Kill Rock N Roll from the new Hypnotize album. The reason I hate Christmas music? I dislike Christmas in general. It all seems so fake. Christmas always seems like a time for fake smiles, and many many happy holidays to people not normally cared for or even spoken to. How about the ritual of exchanging gifts? As much as I love free stuff, (who doesn't) and time off (I'm all about time off), it seems everyone tries to out do everyone on the gift giving. Vacation during the holidays? Expensive transportation and mad travelers. No thanks. How about gift shopping? All the cool stuff comes out in the last few weeks of shopping. What do you get? Rioting over a faulty (new link) Xbox 360. Rumor has it that microsoft purposefully under produced the unit to build hype and make the high price seem more just. Read the report here and make up your own mind. I'm sure we all remember the furby craze and tickle me elmo fights. What about the cabbage patch kids doll napping? And the final straw that makes me dislike Christmas is that everyone tells me to cheer up, it's Christmas. I don't walk around with a smile on my face 24 hours a day, and neither do you. If you want me to smile, tell a joke. You want me to be cheerful, be a pal and keep it to yourself. It'll make both our lives easier. Your feelings won't be hurt from lack of cheer, and I won't get irritated by being forced to make a fake attempt at being cheerful. Here's a great comic of how I feel about the over cheer full ness of Christmas. Before you all go thinking I'm always negative, I like to refer to myself as bipolar. So now for the euphoric side. I finally purchased some cold weather running gear. Sorry, I don't have a link for it. Just know it was all Adidas. I went running in the nice brisk 45 degree weather, and felt just right. I even match. I felt like the full 150 bucks I spent on it. For some reason I felt sleepy all day every day underway, and spent most of my time sleeping. Today, I get 4 hours of sleep, I went for a hard run, it's been 24 hours, and I feel great. Not a good thing because I have to make some calls tomorrow, and I have to get up early for the right time. You know who you are... At least I enjoy the night. Something about the Darkness. (the band has a new album out. Has more of an 80's hair metal feel to it) There's also something about the solitude. Only the crazies come out at night. Just me and my music. Almost forgot, for those of you wondering why I disappeared, there's a new policy out for work, and they blocked all the cool sites on the internet. Someone decided the cool things were counter-productive. Guess what? They were right. Instead of playing on the internet, I read a good book. It's Just Another Soldier. A book is the paper version of the internet. Heavy, can be used as a weapon, but the search function sucks. I'm sure of you won't like it, but I found the military humor in it great, plus it was a reminder that all branches are the same. A good example in civilian terms, duct tape and bailing wire can fix anything. Got our last advancement results back. Still didn't get advanced. Give me another year, and maybe... At least I'm studying this time. Who got the first heart attack? I hate leaving on the depressing subject of heart attacks. I just got my good ending. Since were on health now, and I love coffee, here's my last link for the day. Hopefully it's more true than the eggs are bad/good debate...