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I woke up in the middle of the night last night to go to the bathroom. On the way back to bed I had the thought… “What the HELL does ‘Heavens to murgatroid’ mean?”… I think that the place to start is to decide what a “murgatroid” is, and then you can try to relate it to “heavens”. Hmmmm…
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Thanksgiving was awesome. We ate our asses off, had three different sets of company, played Frisbee, dominated at trivial pursuit and enjoyed the weather… I think the fact that I had such a fun time is making me a bit uncomfortable in day-to-day life. On one hand, all I want to do is sit around, on the other, I get bored at the drop of a hat. I am a walking oxymoron… or maybe just a moron.
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OK… So this is the first posting in a while. I am back on the wagon.
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welcome back UB. We’ve missed you.
PS… Misty’s rents got me this – http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00064APK0/103-1444062-8035049?v=glance
It says over 600 things and now sits on my nightstand and guides me through the force. It’s f’n sweet. If Carrie loves you she’ll get you one.
I bet Yoda would know what ‘Heavens to murgatroid’ means.
I have a giant Yoda PEZ that talks to me… Would it be too much to have two talking Yoda’s in one house?
hell no!
In fact, two out of two doctors recommend it… doctors of loove! It tells stories… and asks trivia… and gives you bedroom wisdom.
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