| Warehouse days at USGS are like field trips! I got to work in the
warehouse for most of the day at work, so then I was all nasty smelly
and dirty from all the nasties around the warehouse. There was
also a freaky ass horsefly buzzing around freaking me out. It was
talking smack on me so I had to pimp slap it back into its place....
kinda sorta... well not really at all.  But it could have an I think that is what is important in this situation.
But yeah so now I am sitting here staring at my computer listening to
B-52's and not knowing what else to type about so I"m gonna go ahead
and wrap it up, and leave you with these words to ponder...
"We were at the ocean.... everybody had matching towels.... somebody
went under the dock..... there they saw a rock...... it wasn't a
rock.... it was a ROCK LOBSTER!!!!" - Whoever the lead singer of the
B-52's is. 
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| Alright, Xanga time since someone convinced me to do so... *cough*
HEIDI *end cough*. Hopefully I end up updating this crazy bastard
a bit more than my live journal, which is probably lying somewhere
along an abandon road. C'est la vie, it happens.  So yeah... not really much to report, I live such an exciting life, well check ya all later!
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