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no real count on books in my house, its easier to count book shelves, at 28 3x6 foot shelves, 3 8x8 foot custom shelves and a few dozen boxes more of random books that dont fit on any shelf. rough guess around 8000ish books and after my house was robbed im down to only 2000ish comics.

Zoology, Cryptozoology, Taxonomy, Geology, Chem, Botany, Physics..... I likes to science! (have over 200 combined hours in these fields at several universies). When ever I have a slow time at work I pop into a class just becuase I can. The admin office at APSU hates me .

I had to giggle at this one. Ive not used my first name in 25 years. Even before the Army I was in a class with 5 guys that all had the same name as a result we all started using our last name and after high school it stuck, joining to the Army no first names where used (except paper work). One of my close friends who's kids have known me from birth, are now 15 years old and the oldest didnt know my first name untill i "Friended" him on Facebook. (coicidently so I could send him MLP Links).

This is a baited question with and a very unfair vote. Both are equal and are very situationally dependent. Think of your friends, when they need a hand are you there to lend it to them or do you hide in the shadows and hope someone else picks up the slack. When your friends are feeling down are you there for a shoulder to cry on or offer words of encouragement. To me both acts are the same, action carries the same weight as words when given at the right times. Rarity is the best pony!

I’m sitting here in my cozy (if not overly cluttered) library with a huge cup of coffee in my paws randomly clicking links, while listening to my “I’m being a lazy bum and relaxing today” music. My former roommate walks into the house (he’s lived with me off and on for 15 years so I don’t give 2 road apples if he knocks) while I’m playing “Smile, Smile, Smile” way to loud. As the end of the song the next song on my playlist (on random) is “Makes me Smile” (A.k.A the Ferret Song by Film Cow note this song is not ummmmmm….. politically correct if you choose to look it up). He walked into my library and just stares at me, I’m wearing a mink lion patterned robe (one of the heavy 20 Kg ones) and Lion King Slippers with my feet propped up on my desk and happily singing along to the lyrics. He looked at me and all he’s said was “God I hate you!” and promptly walked to the kitchen for coffee. This prompted immediate laughter and a huge smile from me. The level of disgust and disdain in his voice was a mirror to every other time he spoke those words knowing I am one of the few people he counts as a true friend. (he hates ponies and I got his eldest son hooked on them) So as I sit here chuckling to myself and sipping my coffee, and thinking things could be better, they could be worse but for now I think I’ll just play pony music really loud and see how much fun I can have pissing off my former roommate because I can. I’m a lot bigger than he is and there is not a damn thing he can do about it. So my question to you is, what makes you smile?

pshhh, favorite nah , I love all fruits except magos and the creepy guy that wears yoga pants two houses down (he's an unpleasant human being)

I feel your pain, I joined the Army after growing up at the base of the snow line in CA, 3000ft normally saw 1-2 feet a year. My first duty assignment was FT. Drum New York, that was ummm a little bit of culture shock with lake effect snow droppping 2-3 feet at a time. the worst was when we add 18 foot drift's pushed onto our dinning facility and we were told at 2 AM if we wanted breakfast the cooks needed to be tunneled into the building. Now I live here In Oak Grove, KY and for some reason I saw 8 inches of snow , went out side , shovled my drive way, cleaned my elderly neighbors drive way , and now im sitting here in my kitchen giggleing at all the people who are to "Special" to shovel a little snow and are just spinning out in their driveways. For the record I hate that white ****!