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If I had had a baby the first year I entered fandom, it'd be in second grade right now. Although, if I could have waited a little longer until the semester after Syndicon '97, I'd be much happier, since if I would gotten knocked up around then, it would have been by the hottie British exchange student even if I had to tie him down and do naughty things to him to get it to happen, and that might even just be for fun anyway ... rowr.

Anyway, dyed my hair last night. It turned out darker than I thought it would, but still looks decent.

Also, if I hear the word "Vietnam" anymore from any political faction, I'm going to turn projectile vomiting into an art form and hire myself to art galleries. It's like I said on cherrysher's LJ (I think, i just woke up) ... I'm not voting for Kerry because he went to Vietnam, and I'm not not voting for Bush because he didn't. I'm not voting for Bush because he's done a reprehensible job as president and I think a ketchup packet could do a better job, and dude, Kerry's got a great big pile of ketchup packets. They can be his advisers.

Note: I am not being literal. Bush could probably do a better job then a ketchup packet in his sleep, but that's mostly because when he's sleeping, he can't bomb anything. Besides, ketchup packets have a hard time giving press conferences. Reporters tend to squish them. That doesn't really bode well for the future of Kerry's cabinet, you know.

*sigh* I really want to write fic. Like, all the time. Somebody win the lottery and sponsor me so I can trash my day job and do that, 'kay?

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Shaun of the Dead! Shaun of the Dead! Damn it, I can't wait until September 24th! I want to see it noooooooooooooow! *temper tantrum* I seriously need a Shaun of the Dead icon, and the movie's not even out yet. (But then again, I could say the same thing for about five of my icons already. Watching trailers makes me want to icon stuff.)

Also, I'm listening to "You're the Best" off the Karate Kid soundtrack. Again, one of those songs of which I have no idea how the hell it got on my computer. Aaaaaaand now I want to get Karate Kid. *changes song as quickly as possible*

GIP!

Just 'cause. :)

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Whee! I figured out how to check my email through my cell phone! (Took me long enough.) Now, if I want to check LJ replies at work and not have the Glorified Optimist pounce on my back and yap like a rabid lap dog 'cause I'm using work computers to do it, I can.

*snerk* I'm such an unapologetic LJ addict.

So, you know, kill time with this post. Tell me something I don't know. Or, hey, do what they were doing on Ron and Fez last night and ask about some TV show, book, or movie that you remember bits of, but not the name of it. Hell, there's lots of people on my friends list. Somebody's got to know what it is.

Example: When I first got into reading romance novels, there was this one that I really liked that was about a witch who married a duke without actually telling him she as a witch. She was really bad at magic (not that it stopped her from doing it) and she had an aunt named Mary (which I only remember because in the end, the duke and the witch had a pile of kids and all of the girls were named some version of Mary). The duke had totally white hair, about halfway through the book he finds out he's got a mentally handicapped brother he never knew about, and every time the duke and the witch had sex, rose petals fell from the ceiling. Sheesh ... all this, and I still can't remember the writer or the title.

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My cell phone goes off every time I get an email. What with the seventy-five comments I got on that last post, it was going off all day long, so I put on vibrate. Then I put it in my jeans.

I had to keep switching pockets, though, not for any dirty reasons but because I'm so ticklish that every time it went off, I giggled. My co-workers must think this place has finally driven me past the point of return in regards to my tenuous grasp on sanity.

Oh, and feath? That was it, that was it, thankyouthankyouthankyou! *bounds over, shags you senseless, bounces towards Borders like a Tigger on crack*

*looks down at small pile of data entry I just got handed* Hmph. I should have left five minutes ago.

EDIT: Back home now, and watching Billy Elliot. *adores* It's been far too long since the last time I watched this movie.