I hate VD

http://www.dieselsweeties.com/strips/sw2731.png Targeting references for the win.

I was sort of looking forward to being single on VD, I mean not the single part, but I do rage against this stupid made-up holiday every year. Facebook says I'm single so perhaps people will just think I'm bitter. Stupid holiday.

I don't think I need a clutch. I do think I need coffee. For clutches, there are some symptoms and tests:
drive around 25 in 3rd gear (depends on ratio) and barely rest foot on clutch, see if your engine reves
Shift horribly and see if the tach shows you popping out of (revs) and into (dropping)gear
pull the clutch plate (yeah I'm not doing this so we'll stop right here)
and my favorite - does your gas mileage drop. I'm still getting 33-36 mpg, so whether I imagine I smell something brake-fluid like when I drive (guess I should scan the engine) or not, the clutch must be fully engaged because otherwise I'd have poor mileage due to the poor link from engine to transmission
clutches are harder to use when they're dead, mine feels the same and is easy to use
a dying clutch doesn't engage until it's almost all the way up, mine is about half way give or take some

I don't have all that much of a story about coffee, but I have a coffee date for later. NEED coffee.
I'm kind of boring today.

This is my tonight - Evil Cat at psychotronic. Anyone else wanna go?
http://community.livejournal.com/wpfs/57560.html

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I AM SO FULL OF FAIL
I think I will get a beer
alone, by myself, alone in my house, at night, drinking beer, alone
BECAUSE I AM A BIG HOMO (in the teenage vernacular) LOSER

So when I post http://community.livejournal.com/wpfs/57560.html
I should read what I am putting up, or the website for psychotronic,
which CLEARLY states that there is no screening tonight. None, nada, nadia, nunca, nuddin puddin
I showed up and ordered a beer before I was told "no bad movie tonight."

Sigh.

I'm an "attorney," with occasional illusions of competence.
Before I went out tonight, I sat on email for a couple of hours finally getting
2 departments to respond to the PFR they previously ignored
and a coworker to provide SOME of the case files he previously promised, only because I cc'd my sup and noted I'd be reporting over the weekend again
To use my comp time, I have been taking leave during the week then working the weekends because without neglecting my cases I don't have the ability to take leave at all
so he _finally_ gave me the info I needed
I sent the email I wrote when I worked from 6-10pm sunday
informing my people they were in the right and the case was likely favorable

but...I can only keep up if I work harder and try harder and keep trying to make up for the fact I'm a raging friggin twit who has the reading comprehension of an extra chromosome

Sigh.

Before I drink beer, alone, and watch enterprise, or admit that nobody wanted to go watch evil cat with me, and for that I'm glad because there was no nasty pussy to be watched at all

I'm considering completely revising my investment strategy.
The stock market is doing so well that my paper gains are at about 10% for the year (uh, 30 days) but my flatline from my double on URBN and death on RIMM is hardly forgotten as I do my taxes
(good god about a 4k refund? I need to fix that interest-free loan I'm giving the taxpayer)
so...as the economist reminds me of 10-40% inflation in other countries, and as a fellow eljayer notes that usia is completely unfamiliar with rampant inflation which is seriously one possible outcome from our destroyed economy and current political stalemates...I may need to be diversified not just in market sectors but in regions of investment rather than mere markets.

Last time I thought like this I nearly bought property in TX before the real estate bubble burst

Now I'm just considering moving or buying property to have more money in real estate, not so much for wacky rewards (rental income sought rather than flippy profits) but to be more diversified in types of investments. Other options include bonds and foreign investment - even rental property in south america.

Really I should just dump money in cocaine, right?

Sometimes my own stupidity amazes me, just amazes me. I am smart enough to regret that I lack enough mental placeholders...I don't remember enough and I am aware of my lackings. Did I used to have more brain power - am I damaged from drugs or alcohol so I can recognize the loss? I wish I had more space - I'm happy with my ability to analyze and abstract, but I can't retain enough at once to make effective use of my processing speed. I need more RAM.

But...if you, or I, read the posting I made you would have seen that there was no screening tonight. I showed up to find out the reason why was a theatre rehearsal. There was no need to show up though - the information was there as plain as day for all to see. I looked at it, but I didn't see it - like many hear but don't listen. I have no attention to detail.
And I'm supposed to. So I can make a living.
I'm a fraud and someday I'll be caught.
Wudju like frys with that?