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AAAAH! The Hitchhiker's Guide trailer is up!

It's official. I'm in love with Martin Freeman. I'm in love with Sam Rockwell. And it's possible I've spontaneously generated Mos Def's baby because I'm in love with him, too. *happy flail*

Let the costume party commence!

Okay, so, here's the deal. I've never mixed drinks before.

Oh, all right. Total lie. This one time, when Wolvie wasn't looking, I took all of his beers and mixed 'em with Dr. Pepper. I didn't drink 'em or anything, 'cause ... uh, they frightened me. Liquor shouldn't, you know, talk to you or try to grab you by the neck. Bad liquor. No pretty paper umbrella.

So, I found this book in the library, right? And it's got all kind of recipes for Bloody Marys and Sex on the Beach and ... Alien Urine Sample? EWWW. Nobody order that, 'kay? Ick.

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Ways in which the Creative Zen I just picked up is already better than an iPod, and I haven't even done anything with it yet --

-- I spent $260 bucks on a 40-gig Zen, which is $240 less than I would have spent on an iPod.
-- It's got a removable battery, so this way, if it runs out, I can just go to Best Buy and pick up another one.
-- It comes with a leather carrying case. (Hear that, Apple? And it doesn't get scratches straight out of the box like it's made out of butter and Play-Doh, either!)
-- It smells like new mp3 player.

Oh, please, please live up to my current state of raptute when I actually turn you on and upload songs onto you tonight. *cuddles*

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