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Because it wouldn't leave my head ...

( Charmed Fic: Baby Talk )

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( The Oscars are Sunday night, and I haven't even posted my picks yet. I feel shame. )

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To everybody who put me on metaquotes the past few days ... thankyouthankyouthankyou! *shags you all rotten*

And to those who've friended me since then ... um, I swear I don't make that many jokes about Jesus.

As if this weekend weren't already going to be a blast ...

You know my evil laptop which is hellbent on enslaving humanity, crushing the skulls of innocent kittens, cheating on its taxes, and various other crimes meant solely to drive me bloody insane?

Well, today, my parents sent me the stuff I needed to file my taxes. And also, three two-hundred-dollar savings bonds I didn't even know I had. If I cash those savings bonds and toss them in with the money I've already got saved, I can go to Wal-Mart on Saturday and pick up a brand spanking new computer.

WOOOOOO-HOOOOOOO! *user does the Numfar dance of joy*

So it's entirely possible that not only will Sunday include several hours of film-related fun for me, but also, the use of sharp, fiery, and/or explosive implements to smite my laptop. And yes, something this evil needs smiting. Trust me.