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Also a few more tidbits: 1. I would like my next beau to be named Benjamin. And if that is not possible, then a pet dog will suffice and I will call it Benji. Or Curtis. Thank you. 2. Love Actually was good in the beginning and end, but the entire middle section needed a bit more complexity and depth. I'm not sure why I expected more from a romantic comedy, but still. Some more effort, my friends. Though I must say it was a mighty joyous event seeing Hugh Grant dancing around to the Pointer Sisters' "Jump". Phwoar. And I also want to marry Liam Neeson's accent. His accent will weather me through all tides of moodiness. Guaranteed. 3. My front two teeth are becoming buck again. I had braces for three years but no adult retainer to keep my pearlies in line. I am starting to look like a rabbit again. 4. I have missed the last two episodes of Punk'd. Could this be any worse? 5. I found three long hairs on my neck. Corinne plucked one out for me on the bus to Seattle. I plucked another one out today while a customer looked in the opposite direction (I was almost tempted to yell out "OH LOOK A BIRD!" while I did it, but refrained). 6. I am having getting a really good vibe about 2004. It's gonna be my year, friends. It's all mine. You can't have it. Please ask permission before you exploit any element of it for yourself. Thank you. 7. I hope I don't have anything to do for New Year's Eve. Parties are overrated up the hooha and I'd much prefer to sit at home, stuff myself with Pillsbury Grands cinnamon rolls, flip through National Geographic and maybe catch City TV's first program of the new year. I wonder if it will be Blade Runner. Again. I wonder if I will think of better things to do. Again. And be disappointed. Again. 8. I finished my homework! A day before it's due! Hurrah! 9. I used to laugh a lot. It died a couple years ago. Please come back, laughter. I will entice you with a warm belly to lay in and I'll never feed you celery unless you strictly request it. Promise. 10. The end.
And I feel fine....... - 2004-02-23 |