...In Which Anthony Takes a Minute or Four...

So, through a careful and deft manoeuvering, not unlike a chess game, I have bought myself a couple more days to finsish this bloody project. And to finish another bloody project. And a third will just have to be late or some such shit.

Any way it works, I shall not have to commit stupid Seppukku.

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Going to be tired though. Have to go to a meeting in an hour, and goodness knows how long it shall last. Goodness knows. I don't. But we'll see how it goes, and hope to heck that this will be a short school board meeting. Especially seeing as I have to be at another meeting at 7:30am tomorrow. Gahd-zooks.

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Woah. Look. Rita has hit H-5 status. And it's not even hit land yet...do they even rate higher than H-5? Right...for those friends on the Texas Gulf Coast who are still reading this (goodness knows why), I wish the best. Get the hell outta there--and no trying to surf! You know who you are, ya silly wonderful lady...don't do it! Brace brace brace!

Sick of Hurricanes...

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Speaking of "brace brace brace" there's a Jet Blue plane attempting an emergency landing happening right now at LAX. Stupid front landing gear is all fracked up, and they can't retract it. They've been flying around for three hours trying to burn off fuel...they're on final approach as I write this....let's see, hold on...

Holy shit! dude! What a pilot! He landed that thing almost like it was normal. Burned the wheel away, but the front gears didn't collapse. Amazing. Neatto. He used up 95% of the runway.

That's right...still plan to fly Jet Blue...now, especially since I know they do a damn fine job on the emergency action! Aw, yeah.