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Age. 33
Gender. Female
Location Denver, CO
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Sprocket's Training Milestones
Came home (Aug 2, 2014)
Asked to go outside (Aug 5, 2014)
Slept 4 hours straight (night) (Aug 5-6, 2014)
Crane Count
7/3/13 - 8
7/4/13 - 30
7/5/13 - 36
7/10/13 - 54
7/11/13 - 57
7/18/13 - 67
2/17/14 - 83
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Moon Mod!
To Read:
- Carrie
- Dream of the Red Chamber
- Time to Kill
- Scent of the Missing
- Stiff
Nano mod!
The Duel of Guy(s) and Poon Pan Chun
Friday. 1.24.14 11:02 am
The prince sat on the lounge chair, slightly unnerved by the swarming gators that lived in the pool just at their feet. Across the pool at Guy’s Gator and Chips, two men of mirror expression, resentfully scooped up fried gator and fries, their twin faces drawing in the same plopping motion as the spoonful of fried food they served. They were serving a young man of a vaguely gray complexion, an adventurer and a heartbreaker to boot.

The man let our a laugh like a chittering critter, “Oh laws, oh laws.”

“Tell me,” demanded the Prince.

“That be Guys and Poon Pan Chun,” the man said, “Them or that, you can’t tell which. That feller lost a bet to Poon Pan Chun over a month ago and he’s still sore.”

“You’re telling me those men behind the counter are one man?” the prince asked perplexed.

“The same, although he warn’t done up so well as is he is now,” the man continued his chittering laugh, “ought to thank Poon Pan Chun for killing him.”

“Killed him, but he’s still alive!”

“Folks don’t die so easy in these parts,” the man said waving his hand, “And Guys- Guy, he’s got a special talent. Whatever gets cut grows right on back together. Grew too much once and so he’s got the other head, see.”

“Ah,” the prince waited for the man to continue the story, but he did not. He just continued to smile and wheezing now like a smash-faced dog and shaking his head.

“Tell me about the bet," the prince probed.

“Oh that. Laws, you should have seen him. Guys wouldn’t let Poon Pan Chun buy nothing from the shack, see. So, Poon Pan Chun tells him, ‘You ain’t gonna tell me what to do,’ so they get in fight. They pull out their swords and dance and dance, until they really got fighting, and then all of us goes up there ‘cause they were making the gators angry and none of us want to be dragged down to the Other Side."

“Then what?” the Prince pressed.

“Well, then Poon Pan Chun cut the Guys in half and then cut him off at the belt there. Then, you see, Guys don’t notice, tried to stab Poon Pan Chun in the back and did it too, but, che, che, che, not for long!”


“Oh, well you see, Guys grew back together, but Poon Pan Chun was all dead and so long as Poon Pan Chun didn’t get what he wanted, his blood was keeping Guys from getting his legs back. Now the gators afraid of Guys, so it ain't no thing for him to go into the water. So, he goes into the water and over to the Other Side and has a good talking to with Poon Pan Chun, but Chun don’t want to just come back. He won’t let Guys get his legs back. So he says, he says, ‘I’m not coming back ‘less you give me gator and chips.”

Guys jus’ about to say 'yes' when Chun says, 'EVERYDAY!'"

The man laughed again, “Now, I wouldn’t want Guys Gator every day, don’t know if Poon Pan Chun even eats it, but Guys brought him back from the dead and now has to give him fried gator every day of de week and sometimes on Sundays.”

The Prince smiled, scooting his chair a bit away from the gator pit, “I can see why he’s so sore about it.”

“Oh you know he is, but at least he got his legs back. Poor Guys.”

“Poor guys,” the Prince agreed.

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The truck
Thursday. 1.23.14 1:22 pm
I had borrowed the truck for our camping trip. It was really a lot of fun to have it up there. I suppose it wasn't a truck, perhaps it was more of an RV, or at least we loaded it up like one with beds and couches and all of the rest. It was like having all the comforts of home in your back seat. That was when my sister reminded me that we only had a week loan on it.

"The week is almost over!" I thought. The truck belong somewhere in Kansas and for a fleeting moment, I could not figure out how I got the blasted thing out here in the first place. "I'll have time before my sister's baby shower" I thought, but I measured out the hours it would take to get to Kansas and my getting lost on the way and I was not sure how I was supposed to get this RV back to the dealer in time. This seemed a little bit too hard. I looked online to try and figure out whether or not there were other locations that I could drop it off at. No, no other locations. Still, everyone insisted that I stop worrying about it and do it on the way up to the shower.

Just as I was trying to grasp some logical explanations as to why Kansas was not on the way to the baby shower, I found myself slowly waking from a still sleep.

"Oh thank goodness," I said, "Now I don't have to worry about that blasted truck."

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The Dog
Friday. 1.17.14 5:00 pm
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Profitless Minutia
Wednesday. 1.15.14 12:16 pm
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Jin's healthcare plan
Monday. 1.13.14 11:16 am
1.) At the penalty of losing certification, all medical institutions must have a mean graduate debt at or below (sensible number to follow).
Institutions will -
- Cease to offer admission to middle or low income students* (AND/OR)
- Only admit high income students (AND/OR)
- Restructure and lower costs to achieve a mode of (sensible number)
- Refuse (Have liscense revoked)
- Lie (Eventually have liscense revoked)

*WHO DOES THIS REALLY ELIMINATE: This eliminates people who want to risk their fortune on a high cost education with the hopes that they will be rewarded by a high income profession. Seeing as this plan has ever intention of making medicine a lower income profession, these people would ultimately be hurt anyway.

2.) The government will only provide grants and loans to those institutions with a mode of debt equaling or below (sensible number).
- Institutions that restructure will get more funding (incentive) and produce more graduates (begin to flood the market.)

Total possible results:
- Admission costs will be better diversified about a more reasonable mean, making med school not only more of a possibility, but something that you can make less money from and not be in trouble.
- Institutions that don't follow the law will be released from it and could create a business structure that is healthier than the main plan.
- With lower cost education, more people will pursue medicine, flooding the market with trained professionals.
- More professionals will result in a more diverse cost structure to fill niches in the market (IE more low cost options!)

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Optimist's Creed
Wednesday. 1.8.14 1:37 pm
Did you know there are optimist youth clubs? Well, you learn something new every day. Here is the optimist creed!

The Optimist Creed

Promise Yourself

To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.

To talk health, happiness and prosperity to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel that there is something in them.

To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.

To think only of the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best.

To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.

To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.

To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile.

To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others.

To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.


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