in my kitchen, and it is my God-given duty to clean it up. Between work and Guild Wars(apparently), I haven’t had much time to clean.

But now the warrior cleaning spirit within me(aka Bacterium Killius) is motivated enough(or bored enough) to clean the damn kitchen. And perhaps some of the rest of the house. My desk in my room is a perfect example of chaos theory. What order it has always devolves…it is the perfect example of entropy.

But hark! The cleaning calls….AWAY!

there’ve been roughly 30 blocked comments tonight alone from drug companies wanting to push their products in the comments section of this blog.

I have a happy fuzzy feeling each time their IP is blocked.

I need to get out more, apparently.

The national consumer league has the top 5 listed, include
Agricultural work, Construction work, landscaping and ground services, tractor and atv work, door-to-door salesmen jobs.

So what these people are saying is that going outside is bad for you. And potentially murderous. I already knew that!

What this list is missing is retail work. Such as k-mart. The lists of damaging effects are as follows:

1. A general dissatisfaction with life, increasing suicide rates
2. A dissipation of the rosy view of the public most teens have
3. A greatly increased vocabulary of swear words, and the ability to use them
4. An inability after 7 years to shake the first 3
5. An unresolved hatred of solid coloured workwear
6. Constant holding in of a volcano of anger at the ineptitude of managers

but APPARENTLY these aren’t dangerous enough for the people who made this test. Of course, the people who made this test didn’t check the psychological/ulcer problems that retail workers have. Talk about shoddy researching.

it’s so DULL. Here’s a hint for all the aspiring authors in the house: you can use the lingo of whatever job you’ve got your characters donig, but make sure that it is explained in how the lingo is placed and used. You don’t need to go into CHAPTERS TO EXPLAIN WHAT THE HELL A ROWING LOCK IS.

%&$*&’n melville.

This is the only book that is making me look forward to a break of reading C.G. Jung, who albeit is just as circuitous in his reading and logic, but it isn’t about how completely awesome whaling is.