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| Turns: 0 | Money: $94,708,100 | Food: 107,953 Bushels | Networth: $2,758,735 | |
The status of the Tyranny of Secret.
| The Basics |
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| Turns Left | 0 |
| Turns Taken | 1494 |
| Turns Stored | 0 |
| Rank | 629 |
| Networth | $2,758,735 |
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| Current Status |
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| Money | $94,708,100 |
| Population | 114,416 |
| Land | 12116 Acres |
| Food | 107,953 bushels |
| Production | 116,581 bushels |
| Consumption | 4453 bushels |
| Net Change | 112,128 bushels |
| Oil | 25,000 barrels |
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| Economics |
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| Tax Revenues | $618,754 |
| Tax Rate | 36% |
| Per Capita Income | $15.02 |
| Expenses | $737,236 |
| Military | $579,728 |
| Alliance/GDI | $36,348 |
| Land | $121,160 |
| Net Income | $-118,482 |
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Advisor Notes
Foreign Affairs: We should look into developing mutual alliances
with other countries around the world. This will provide us more stability
and give us the advantage of numbers during times of war. While there are some
costs involved, I feel that a limited number of friends would be helpful!
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| Land Distribution |
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| Enterprise Zones | 0 | | Residences | 0 | | Industrial Complexes | 700 | | Military Bases | 0 | | Research Labs | 0 | | Farms | 11,270 | | Oil Rigs | 0 | | Construction Sites | 140 | | Unused Lands | 6 | | |
| Military Forces |
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| Spies | 556,115 | | Troops | 350,000 | | Jets | 0 | | Turrets | 180,000 | | Tanks | 60,000 | | Nuclear Missiles | 4 | | Chemical Missiles | 9 | | Cruise Missiles | 5 | | |
| Technology |
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| Military | 55,000 | | Medical | 5000 | | Business | 70,000 | | Residential | 25,000 | | Agricultural | 130,000 | | Warfare | 50,000 | | Military Strategy | 15,000 | | Weapons | 15,000 | | Industrial | 5000 | | Spy | 5000 | | SDI | 5000 | |
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11:21 pm - Errors have been made. Others will be blamed.
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So....The whole Christmas thing is finally over with. Thank the gods.
Went to my aunt Janice's for dinner, mostly just sat in the smoking room (the nicely heated garage) and visited with the other smoking relatives. We played this really weird board game, the name of which escapes me at the moment, and a few hands of Texas Hold'em. Uncle Stephen ended up winning all of our pretend money,lol.
There is one rather amusing story though. My cousin Melanie's boyfriend Richard stayed home to cook dinner for his family. So Mel gets it all ready for him, all he has to do is put the turkey in the pan and cook it. Which he does. Then he calls her up spazzing because the turkey is done, but there isn't any breast meat. Later we find out that he cooked the damn thing upside down, but couldn't figure that out for himself. Obviously the steroid use has shrunk more than just his testicles. Idiot.
Ho Ho Ho....Merry Kiss my Ass.
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| Tuesday, February 8th, 2005
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11:06 pm - Yay!! Poo!...Would you like some used butter?
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Anyway...been a while. Christmas was fine, as was my birthday. Nothing overly exciting, really.
Work's the same, the usual boring old shit. Oh, you know..New people showing up, old people sometimes showing up.
Hmm...what to write...well.
I'm on poop patrol. I have to 'monitor' Chubbs' bowel movements. Ooooh, how fun, right? And yes, I actually did shout out 'Yay! Poop!' today. FYI, if you didn't know, he ate a fish hook. A rather substantial one with a fair bit of line attached. Luckily? the hook caught in his stomach, with only the line traveling down to his intestine. He came through the removal surgery fabulously, however, he has been shaved in so many places that he bears a slight resemblance to a French Poodle. Oh, and he now has a Franken-belly. The abdominal incision was between 3 and 4 inches long. Definitely not pretty. Anyway, after 5 days at the vets, he came home Monday afternoon. Aftercare isn't too bad, just lots of small feedings several times a day, pills, drops and of course, the monitoring of the poo.
Well, that is quite enough for now, I think. I'm beat, good night.
current mood:  tired
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| Tuesday, December 14th, 2004
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8:16 pm - Bwahahahahahahaha!
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| Monday, December 6th, 2004
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9:57 pm - Very well Steve, I shall update....
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...just for you :P Or rather, to avoid any flying, frozen missiles in the near future.
I cannot believe I'm actually considering this...but I have had ENOUGH!
For the third time since, oh, about Thursday, Baby Kitten(AKA Goblin) has FARTED IN MY FACE! She tricks me. She acts all cute and purr-y, pretending she likes attention. But its all a big lie to lull me into a false sense of security. I get right down close and she WHIPS her ass right around to my face and UGH! It's disgusting! So anyway..I have decided that the next time I feel even the SLIGHTEST bit gassy, she's getting it right in the nose. Nasty, stinky little brat that she is.
Anyway, public rant over now...Byebye faithless readers, see you in a month or three.
You are 80% Capricorn
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| Sunday, November 21st, 2004
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10:20 pm - I suppose I have been a bit remiss...
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In updating this thing, that is :P
Bah, who cares? I'm relatively sure no one reads it, so whats the point?
Grr, that is it, no more of this!
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| Friday, July 9th, 2004
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1:25 am - Boo hiss
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...I have updated, now piss off :P
Just kidding. Maybe.
Meh, I do not feel like typing at all right now. Or even taking the time to do a small update. My babies are crying to get out and play, so I shall have to do a more thorough update tomorrow. Or whenever.
current mood:  annoyed
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| Friday, April 23rd, 2004
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4:34 pm - Oh my....We're so sad :P
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| Tuesday, April 6th, 2004
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9:19 pm - A brief history lesson ;) I know certain people will now run around saying 'Pluck Yew!'
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HISTORY OF THE MIDDLE FINGER
Well, now......here's something I never knew before,
and now that I know it, I feel compelled to send it
on to my more intelligent friends in the hope that
they, too, will feel edified.
Isn't history more fun when you know something about it?
Giving the Finger
Before the Battle of Agincourt in 1415, the French,
anticipating
victory over the English, proposed to cut off the
middle finger of all captured English soldiers. Without the
middle finger it would be impossible to draw the
renowned English longbow and therefore they would be incapable
of fighting in the future.
This famous weapon was made of the native English Yew tree, and
the act of drawing the longbow was known
as "plucking the yew" (or "pluck yew").
Much to the bewilderment of the French, the English won a major
upset and began mocking the French by
waving their middle fingers at the defeated
French, saying, "See, we can still pluck yew!
"PLUCK YEW!"
Since 'pluck yew' is rather difficult to say, the difficult
consonant cluster at the beginning has gradually changed
to a labiodental fricative 'F', and thus the words often used in
conjunction with the one-finger-salute! It is also
because of the pheasant feathers on the arrows used with the
longbow that the symbolic
gesture is known as "giving the bird."
And yew thought yew knew everything
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| Monday, April 5th, 2004
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10:02 pm - My head hurts :(
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Well, today was a shit day. The usual ton of shit to do, not enough time to do it. Blah, blah, blah. Won't bore everyone with the details.
Steph was called upon to go to Lear Strathroy to fix yet another fuckup. So I lost her at noon. Just before 2, Mel's mom called. So she had to leave...Her step dad fell down the stairs...Poor guy. Meh, shit, I tell you.
And to top it all off, when I got home I was informed that our water heater had completely died. Old piece of shit. Well, turns out it didn't die. The breaker it was on did. So its been switched to a different one, while awaiting a replacement breaker for the broken one. Hmmph. This means we don't have an oven upstairs until the silly breaker is fixed. Ah, well. It's a good thing we have a second stove in the basement. At least I got to have a semi-lukewarm bath :). So I'm clean at any rate.
Stephanie, your mission, should you choose to accept it (which you did already,lol but it sounds better this way)......Is to:
1: Go back to Strathroy.
2: Arm yourself with a disposable camera.
3: Trick the pretty boy into letting you take pictures of him.
4: Bring the pictures back and report on the pretty boy ;)
If you accomplish all of these goals, I shall go out on the weekend and buy you the biggest damn lollipop/sucker thingie I can find. AND you get a gold star. I'll even buy a giant one of those, just for you :P
Sadly, no quote from the old goat today :(
Perhaps he will say something witty tomorrow.
Hmm...I guess this means I am not as mercenary as we all thought. Only silver, how disappointing.
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Let's Call You a Silver Digger
You don't weigh a man's appeal only on his income
But you've never been known to turn down a free dinner
Does this make you sleazy? Not at all!
Just make sure not to miss out on your dream guy...
Income brackets can change :-)
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| Tuesday, March 30th, 2004
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10:47 pm - Woo!! Two updates in one day!.....This one's cheap, I know
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7:27 pm - .....
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I don't really feel like updating, but Gramps said something today that I MUST post lest I forget. It was too damn funny to let go :P
First, the background story. My aunt, Laurie, was married to this jackass named Robin until about 2 years ago. A few weeks (or less, perhaps) after she actually left their house, he took up with this 20 something year old twit. Her name escapes me at the moment. Well, Robin and this girl have been on again off again for the past couple of years. Well, come to find out that Robin has lost his little girlfriend to .....Yes, another girl :P.
God, I love it. Its too funny. I mean really, why the hell would a fifty something year old man think a girl that age would be interested in him? Hmmph.
Well....Gramps' response to all of this?
Grampa's Quote of the Day
Too much dickie, not enough lickie.
I thought Gramma was going to fall over,lol. I know I would have, but I was sitting down, thank the Goddess.
'K, that's it, I have had enough of typing.
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| Sunday, March 28th, 2004
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3:29 pm
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11:12 am - Laundry and Turkey...mmmmm.
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Well,I'm doing laundry. Yay. :P Can you tell how excited I am?
Hmmph, that's what I thought.
Gramma is cooking a lovely turkey for dinner today. I have to hurry and get ready to go do all my shit so I'm back in good time to eat it.
Not that I have a lot of shit to do, but still. Bank, bookstore,grocery store...I think that's it. Meh, I'll prolly think of something else while I'm out. Oh well. Shit happens.
Grampa's Quote of the Day
If some poor bastard had both his hands cut off....How the hell would he wipe his ass?
This was the burning question he was pondering last night while we were trying to eat dinner. As previously stated, he is weird.
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| Thursday, March 25th, 2004
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6:37 pm - Meh, it's a cheap update again :P
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| Sunday, March 7th, 2004
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7:05 pm - I need more pills :(
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Well.
I was having a fairly ok weekend...Until I tripped over my own damn pants and broke my fucking toe.
How bloody lovely. Hurts like a bitch, too. Meh, its not like I haven't broken that particular toe before.
Mental note* Shorten the goddamn pants.
Other than that, hmm. Things are hopping at work, I suppose. Intier is starting to take off, even though it's only the rework stuff. No word on the bulk shipments yet. We did however, have a request for a proposal and quote for Evergreen Chemical. I need to get more info from the guy before we can submit anything, though. It could be interesting, but I would definitely need a much bigger building. Hmm, we'll have to see.
Mom is completely enthralled with a house that's for sale on Wellington at the moment. I must admit, I'm rather interested as well. IT HAS FOURTEEN BEDROOMS!! Can you imagine? It used to be a boarding house and most recently was used as a group home or something, but it's vacant right now. I think the upstairs could easily be converted to two one bedroom apartments. Depending on the plumbing, of course.
Anyway, I think I may seriously have to look into it.
Grampa's Quote of the Day
Oh, you *insert horrible tragedy of your own here*. That's a shitty pity.
For instance, today.
Amy: I broke my toe!
Gramps: You broke your toe? *snicker* That's a shitty pity.
He's so nice, is he not?
Hmmph.
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| Monday, February 16th, 2004
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10:49 pm - I'm too tired for titles today.
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Well, I'm exhausted; so we shall keep this short.
Work is nuts....I think I really may go crazy. Not that this is a new thing :P. Tomorrow should be interesting, as Steph's boyfriend will be working with us for the day. Hmm, she told Kelley and I that we have to play nice. No fun at' all. Well, we can torment Derek, we just can't say things about her,lol. Oh well, we'll find something to tease him about, I'm sure.
I'm currently reading...Oh, 3 books? Hmm, I think that's right,lol.
Dime Store Magic by Kelley Armstrong...She rocks, by the way.
Fool's Fate by Robin Hobb. (She's awesome, too).
Legends 2, which is an anthology of fantasy short stories by assorted top authors.
And shit!! I still have a huge to-be-read pile. Hmm, hopefully I get through that lot before my next Chapters excursion.
Grampa's Quote of the Day.
One more trick out of you, and you're outta the parade.
My inner child is ten years old!
The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether
I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost
in a good book, or giggling with my best
friend, I live in a world apart, one full of
adventure and wonder and other stuff adults
don't understand.
How Old is Your Inner Child?
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| Wednesday, February 11th, 2004
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10:47 pm - Not much
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This is going to be a very short, cheap update.
I'm tired and I don't really feel like typing, so there.
Well, Mike is still inundating me with Hartz, I don't know where I'm gonna put it all. Oh, who cares. At least the wicker shit is gone. And if he sends more....Well. I shall kick Billy Simpson right in his fat, used car salesman ass. Again.
Hmm. I have nothing,lol. Oh well. I warned you that it would be cheap, did I not?.
Grampa's Quote of the Day.
Snot.....Pick it up and Trot.
I have absolutely no idea what he meant by this. It was his response to Mom and I doing dishes last night. He's weird.
In honour of the upcoming Valentine's Day Bull Shit....Once again, the stupid internet quizzes are proven wrong.
OH!!
I won the Jackpot again!!
Yay for me!
Only 45000 and something, but still.
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| Sunday, February 8th, 2004
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10:44 pm - Secrets and Lies....
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Oh, you know what I'm talking about.
Well.....
Not much to say. Still a bit sick but not as bad. Thank God.
We didn't get to go on our outing this weekend. The weather was somewhat uncertain and I was still feeling shitty. So we have postponed for a bit. Perhaps until March.
Well, work is the same as always. No one needs to hear about that. Except, Hartz has really picked up. For some reason, I certainly don't know why. Oh, and if Ron fucked up us getting Intier by breaking up with Sarah, I shall be pissed.
Michael the Jackass has asked Aunt Heather for a divorce. Thank the Goddess. Its about damn time. Asshole. He's trying to trick her into not getting a lawyer, but we talked her right out of listening to that. I hope she doesn't do anything stupid. Well, we'll see how it goes. I wanna kill the bastard, though.
Here is a lovely Random Thought By Jason.
Amy: Give me something random!
Jason: hmmm
Jason: random by...pick a card or random by licking a skunk's nutsack?
Wasn't that nice? Hmm, I didn't think so, either.
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| Monday, February 2nd, 2004
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1:23 am - It's a LIE!!
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Whatever the dark secret is, it is patently UNTRUE!!
I think, anyway. I don't know what it is yet, so I can't say for sure.
But right now, I am soo drugged up on cold medicine, I don't really care.
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