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You know, I'd take that 80s quiz that's been going around, but like I don't get enough daily reminders that I'm using most of my brain cells to store useless information.

The sick thing is, I was a kid in the eighties. You'd think I wouldn't remember shit, but growing up in my house with my dad was like growing up in Pop Culture Boot Camp. So not only do I remember Rio from Jem and jelly shoes and going to see "Ghostbusters II" in the movie theater, I get to know "The Monroes" and what a Johnny Seven gun is and that Thunderbirds are, in fact, Go! I promise to use my pop culture powers for good instead of evil. Unless we're on Jeopardy, and then you're going down, bitch.

That reminds me ... I was supposed to call my dad about Thanksgiving before I went to sleep last night. Damn. I would have, but it's gotten to the point after work where all I want to do is come home, check my email, maybe watch TV, depending what's on, and then pass out. Which is why the early morning LJ post has become a bad habit. I should stop that, by the way. Inevitably, I stumble over to the computer and post something stupid like, "I was up all night because penguins live under my bed and have been testing thermonuclear devices under my head since one in the morning." Which they have, but I really shouldn't complain.

Really. Never piss off penguins with thermonuclear capabilities.

Oh, and just for fun, I was stumbling from website to website when I woke up and tripped over another "Ooo, France is evil, those anti-war fucks!" reference. Jeez, not only did I think the anti-France crap was severely out of style at this point, but I'm still trying to find the bad in a culture that's mainly known for drinking lots of wine, lots of sex, and not going to war. Yes, what a horrible place. Truly, we must avoid being anything like them.

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Just got an email that was labeled "Hotmail policy reminder," and when I opened it, it said, "Unable to locate message."

Dude, if you wanted me to know that Hotmail occasionally makes like David Copperfield and makes my emails disappear, don't you think I already got that message enough with my last account? Sheesh.

EDIT: Scientists Say Video Games Are Addictive -- Okay, everybody who's not a scientist and didn't know this, please raise your hand.

Report: FBI Has New Sept. 11 Hijacking Suspect -- And the cynical part of my brain says, "Gee, funny how reports like this always come out the day after polls show approval for Bush is dropping and his ass is going to be voted out next year."

Letterman, Girlfriend Have Baby Boy -- Yay! Congrats, Dave. More cool, funny, smart people need to reproduce.

Dude!

I've never even heard of The Day After Tomorrow, but this is so my kind of movie. Total destruction, armageddon, dogs and cats living together ...

And okay, the wave-hitting-New-York-City thing was done in "Deep Impact," but I can forgive because I loved that part. And also, big honking snowbank. Nuff said.

Whee! Everybody's going to die!

Um, I think I get waaaaaay too much pleasure out of end-of-the-world movies.

Ooo, and IMDb says Dennis Quaid and Jake Gyllenhaal are in it. Yum.

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How exactly do you get the Spam song out of your head? I'm starting to believe it involves power tools.

Ooo, and remember the turtle I mentioned I was going to bring home from work? Well, I was going to do it because someone was going to ship him to Florida and I didn't think that was a good idea. But the shipper said no, so we all packed him up and shipped him off.

Today, the box arrived in Florida. The receiver opened it, and surprise! No turtle.

*dies laughing*

I think I shall call him Shawshank. And he shall be mine, and he shall be my Shawshank. *giggles*

I'm telling you, if five years from now, if I post a message saying, "Dude! Shawshank showed up!", don't say I didn't warn you.