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meh.  6 different CDs of power point slides.  500 image slides and 200 map slides each.  I am so dead.  I hate Powerpoint.  Hate hate hate.  I also had to create about 30 slides of various video and such, and put them into a couple of the chapters in 2 of the presentations.  Presentations, I might add, with spelling errors.  With factual errors.  With just plain stupid wording.  Not that I'm bitter, but the people who wrote this stuff got paid better than I did. 

I love discovering common tastes in music.  I was hanging out in the kitchen today, since I could watch people coming in and out, and know that I wouldn't get snuck up on at the wrong moment.  So while I'm there, i wanted music.  and there's a CD sleeve thing, and I pull it over and start going through it and oh my god, it was nearly perfect.  Pete.  Old 97's.  Rhett.  Better than Ezra. The Cranberries.  I put on The Day I Forgot, and danced myself all over the room there.  I talked to chris, the CD ended, I was fiddling around, and B came in and I practically pounced him about the good music.  His music.  I could swoon right now.  The only bad thing is that the stereo doesn't play burned CDs, and most of his stuff there is burned, and while I have just about all the music he doesn't have but wishes he did, it's mostly on my computer, and thus not helpful.  But damn.  We put Pete back on, and every time I would find myself singing along, I'd glance up and he would be too. It was great.  I'll have to loan him my discman, cause he needs to be able to listen to good music while he cooks, and nothing tops musicforthemorningafter. 

Prague Spring

It kicks me every time I look at it. If I've got time tonight, I may do a picture game with it, or give yourself 15 minutes and post it in the comments.There's some other really hard pictures elsewhere in the photo album.

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So I was listening to one of my housemates tell the story of how her girlfriend knows..Pat Henderson and Sandy O. And how at the concert/festival/whatever thing she was at, she looked up at one point and saw the girlfriend pointing out into the crowd at her, and the two of them waving. And it made me wonder. Cause she looked up at just the right moment. How did she know? I look up in time to watch the guys in the hallway make faces, even when I've been concentrating on my work so completely that I couldn't tell you what time it is, and i've quite possibly stopped blinking. And I still look up in time to see them. So I was wondering why. Some sort of proximity alarm, I bet.

Bah. This place is closing at 2 tomorrow and will be closed on Monday. *kicks things*.

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Oh, to go with the previous picture, a song. We have lyrics, one version (click next twice when you get the player), and a better version (real audio, start the player about 30 minutes in).

I'm going to have to picture game this. That's just the only way I'll ever get it out of my head.