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QUOTE (robertjames1971 @ Oct 9 2007, 04:31 PM) I am not thankful that my girlfriend is not rooting for me to hit 425 today and I am not considering the possibility of hitting 500 by the end of business on Friday. I am not confused by the double negatives in this post at all.

I am not rooting for my amazing boyfriend to reach 425 before he leaves work today.

I am not trying desperately to get to my 300th post today.

I hope we don't watch more of The Beatles Anthology tonight.

I am not looking forward to this weekend at all.

I am so excited to be back at work for another fun filled day.

Rush was in a bathtub with Dream Theater and Mike Portnoy farted. Geddy loudly exclaimed, "Wheres My Thing!?!". "It is in Alex's double neck Gibson, which is not the greatest place to find a gigantic wildebeast. Neil said fear the snow dogs or they will kill your family, then outa nowhere came Kurt Cobain shooting heroin in the face. "Ow!" Neil ran screaming, grabbed his drumsticks and his helmet, whipped out his giant spaghetti noodle, and sped out of the studio to go find Terry Brown's apartment. "Oh my gosh! I forgot my...motorcycle keys and my newest lyrics. Well no big deal, Courtney Love will remember them. At that moment, the phone rang "Hello Neil, you left your lyrics back in Toronto and your snowdog is here too. Come get them." Neil replied, "I don't have the soup or shrimp cot to get the lyrics. So mail them here along with my motorcycle keys and kitty litter bags. Meanwhile, Alex was checking his Gibson sandwiches, which tasted similar to broccoli, but still couldn't compare to the soup he had each day. Chicken has protein for Geddy's fingers, giving him the feeling of pride from knowing that he soon would rule the world. "What'a Farcry you'd take the whole pie i had". He scurried away, frantically searching for his lost squirrel, who knows how he got away. And why. He called to his pet Canadian goose, not a creature came, "Why!, Oh why can't I get my silly real goose to run with the Toronto snowdog? An answer came from above. "Because, only good little geese can run into snowdogs whilst charging black squirrels". Geddy decided to pick up the fuzzy little fella while he was still ahead of the game, and promptly shared some popcorn with his bloated, whale - like Marlin and Dory, who were feeling especially thin and crispy, like Lays. "Start a new story, already! Sheesh!" said the start. They muttered aloud, "Jelly babies and crispy Lays can sometimes become yellow, sticky and mushy when left in the rain. Refrigerate your meat, because it really smells bad when you leave it on your grandmother overnight. She's old and incontinent. Andrew MacNaughton took her photograph

I am not happy to be home from work at all.

QUOTE (Jaye @ Oct 8 2007, 03:29 PM) QUOTE (jendrisc @ Oct 8 2007, 08:17 PM)I am not trying to get my post count to 300. Neither am I...it won't happen today... I'll totally get there before you.

I am not trying to get my post count to 300.

I used to think Futurama wasn't as funny, but then I was reminded of all the great comedic moments! :-D

I am having so much fun at work today. I hope today never ends.

Rush was in a bathtub with Dream Theater and Mike Portnoy farted. Geddy loudly exclaimed, "Wheres My Thing!?!". "It is in Alex's double neck Gibson, which is not the greatest place to find a gigantic wildebeast. Neil said fear the snow dogs or they will kill your family, then outa nowhere came Kurt Cobain shooting heroin in the face. "Ow!" Neil ran screaming, grabbed his drumsticks and his helmet, whipped out his giant spaghetti noodle, and sped out of the studio to go find Terry Brown's apartment. "Oh my gosh! I forgot my...motorcycle keys and my newest lyrics. Well no big deal, Courtney Love will remember them. At that moment, the phone rang "Hello Neil, you left your lyrics back in Toronto and your snowdog is here too. Come get them." Neil replied, "I don't have the soup or shrimp cot to get the lyrics. So mail them here along with my motorcycle keys and kitty litter bags. Meanwhile, Alex was checking his Gibson sandwiches, which tasted similar to broccoli, but still couldn't compare to the soup he had each day. Chicken has protein for Geddy's fingers, giving him the feeling of pride from knowing that he soon would rule the world. "What'a Farcry you'd take the whole pie i had". He scurried away, frantically searching for his lost squirrel, who knows how he got away. And why. He called to his pet Canadian goose, not a creature came, "Why!, Oh why can't I get my silly real goose to run with the Toronto snowdog? An answer came from above. "Because, only good little geese can run into snowdogs whilst charging black squirrels". Geddy decided to pick up the fuzzy little fella while he was still ahead of the game, and promptly shared some popcorn with his bloated, whale - like Marlin and Dory, who were feeling especially thin and crispy, like Lays. "Start a new story, already! Sheesh!" said the start. They muttered aloud, "Jelly babies and crispy Lays can sometimes become yellow, sticky and mushy when left in the rain. Refrigerate your meat, because it really smells bad when you leave it on your grandmother overnight. She's old and wrinkled from years at the home

Rush was in a bathtub with Dream Theater and Mike Portnoy farted. Geddy loudly exclaimed, "Wheres My Thing!?!". "It is in Alex's double neck Gibson, which is not the greatest place to find a gigantic wildebeast. Neil said fear the snow dogs or they will kill your family, then outa nowhere came Kurt Cobain shooting heroin in the face. "Ow!" Neil ran screaming, grabbed his drumsticks and his helmet, whipped out his giant spaghetti noodle, and sped out of the studio to go find Terry Brown's apartment. "Oh my gosh! I forgot my...motorcycle keys and my newest lyrics. Well no big deal, Courtney Love will remember them. At that moment, the phone rang "Hello Neil, you left your lyrics back in Toronto and your snowdog is here too. Come get them." Neil replied, "I don't have the soup or shrimp cot to get the lyrics. So mail them here along with my motorcycle keys and kitty litter bags. Meanwhile, Alex was checking his Gibson sandwiches, which tasted similar to broccoli, but still couldn't compare to the soup he had each day. Chicken has protein for Geddy's fingers, giving him the feeling of pride from knowing that he soon would rule the world. "What'a Farcry you'd take the whole pie i had". He scurried away, frantically searching for his lost squirrel, who knows how he got away. And why. He called to his pet Canadian goose, not a creature came, "Why!, Oh why can't I get my silly real goose to run with the Toronto snowdog? An answer came from above. "Because, only good little geese can run into snowdogs whilst charging black squirrels". Geddy decided to pick up the fuzzy little fella while he was still ahead of the game, and promptly shared some popcorn with his bloated, whale - like Marlin and Dory, who were feeling especially thin and crispy, like Lays. "Start a new story, already! Sheesh!" said the start. They muttered aloud, "Jelly babies and crispy Lays can sometimes become yellow, sticky and mushy when left in the rain. Refrigerate your meat, because it really smells bad when you leave it on your grandmother overnight. She's old and

I was really disappointed the Red Sox swept the Angels in the ALDS.

I wish it was Monday.

I did not have the best time in the world at Fenway park last night. On a related note, my boyfriend is not the greatest guy in the world.

I'm not at all excited to be going to game #1 of the ALDS at Fenway tonight.

I do not wish they'd publish the times for each of the playoff games.

I am not freezing cold at work right now.

QUOTE (robertjames1971 @ Sep 28 2007, 12:53 PM) I'm not getting sick. Nope, not at all. I haven't been coughing for three days and I am not starting to get a sore throat. Nope. Not happening. If my boyfriend was getting sick, I would not snuggle with him at all or help him in any way get better.

QUOTE (Der Trommler @ Sep 27 2007, 12:06 AM) Spaceballs Robin Hood: Men in Tights Airplane! Hot Shots All awesome flicks!

When Harry Met Sally Pretty Woman The Wedding Singer 50 First Dates Bridget Jones' (the first one) Moulin Rouge

I am absolutely brimming with self-confidence and poise today.

Yes!!!! I'm looking forward to it! :-D