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Things to write about in the morning:

4 Year's Best Honorable Mentions for the FB--I should even link to them so you can be properly impressed.
2 for Rudi (including Night Gardner, go me for making him give it to use)
Office boys now call me Scarey Cage Girl (sic) for reasons known only to them.
How I shop for wine
The joys of walking around the neighborhood pre-garbage day. We found a pillow.
Why quaint cobblestone roads and brick sidewalks can bite me.


You know, stuff like that, only longer, and less coherent.

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damnit, I was hiccupping, and I promised myself I could get the Ash CD that the song i'm listening to belongs on if I hiccuped one more time, and so of course I'm not hiccuping anymore.

This, incidentally, is a tried and fairly true method of curring hiccups--tell the afflicted person that if they hiccup one more time you'll give them a quarter, or a dollar or a new CD or whatever, and almost always the person stops. My roommate is the only one I know who can keep hiccuping after the bribe. I didn't know if it would work as a self inflicted thing, but apparently it does, at least for me. *sulks* I really wanted that CD, too. Actually, there's like 4 ash Cds I want now, and they're all imports. And the Booth CD. I've even held them in my hands and found the willpower to put them back down.