Five reason I should take more vacation time from work;
5. I’ve accumulated something like 54.5 days.
4. My last buddy down here just got engaged, I have no prospects, and there sure aren’t any at work.
3. While browsing through a “Red Envelope” catalog, I saw a towel with “ASN” printed on it. I thought to myself: “Why would you want your ASN printed on a towel?” (then realized it was a monogram, not an Autonomous System Number)
2. All work and no play is a pretty boring and crappy existence.
1. I considered taking the Wednesday off before Turkey Day and thought to myself: “I don’t have anything else to do, might as well go to work and get things done.” I can’t believe that I’ve gotten to the point where my hobbies are less interesting than work.
Yes, this list is in reverse order, almost implying a ‘countdown,’ but it is not.
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I put Hawk HPS brake pads on my car today. They are extremely loud. Embarrassingly loud.
I find this disturbing. Only in America do people complain about squeaky brakes. Everywhere else loud brakes are a sign of high performance.
I will no doubt get hundreds of looks as I screech my way to a stop at Red-lights and stop signs around campus and town. I just plain don’t care.
Race cars have loud brakes at low speeds, high performance cars (in other countries) have loud brakes at low speeds. Its fine.