We're all of us the fabricators of the human dream's next REM cycle.
(Neil Diamond - Sweet Caroline)

The winds of change are whipping up a storm; severe weather advisory in effect.

I'm in the midst of breaking a habit that’s been part of my life as long as I can remember. This will be one of the most difficult changes I've ever had to do. I'm giving up the shakes. That is, I'm trying to stop being so fidgety. I tend to shake my knees when I'm nervous, on edge, or bored. I'm trying to take note of when I do it now so that I can stop. If you happen to be around me and you see me shaking my knee, please let me know!

However with this change, I have no intention of retiring my nickname "Shaky Jake". I will forever be known as Shaky!

Next thing to change will be my knuckle cracking…
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I was just in my workplace kitchen and there's some sort of dried fruit on the table, possibly apricots that someone has brought in to share. I generally don’t have a problem with dried fruits. I've had yummy dried apple slices, dried raisins and even dried pineapples. Dried apricots however have a striking resemblance to the female body part that starts with C and rhymes with litoris. There is no way I'm going to be chewing on something that resembles that in public.

I bet if I was licking on it a lot of women would be very aroused. Sort of like how guys react when they see a woman eating a banana in public.
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So I've finally finished organizing our yearly camp trip. This year was a little bit crazy because we have a few new people and the largest camp group I've ever organized for. Thirty five unruly people all together. This is either a recipe for a lot of fun or a recipe for disaster. I hope it's the former.

I'm excited just thinking about all the bush picture opportunities I'll have!