It's like he knows me...

Rob' horoscope:
I've told you a million times not to exaggerate, Scorpio. I really get antsy when you refuse to be patient. If you don't stop berating yourself, I'm going to have to cut you down to size. I'm sick and tired of you emphasizing the dark side of everything. I swear I'll lose my freaking temper and do something stupid if you don't stop making disguised threats. [Editor's note: The previous rant has been a public service announcement designed to alert you to the possibility that the gap between your good side and your bad side is in danger of becoming a little too wide in the coming weeks.]

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Give me angry industrial, or give me death!

Bizarre fact of the day

One of our relatively new employees, Gabriella Valliere, is a cheerleader for the Patriots.
How did I miss this?

Blegh.

It seems I am unable to eat a lot of foods anymore, w/out feeling very ill. The list includes: most pizza, most Chinese food, Samantha smoothies, and soda.

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