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Massive Attack & Portishead's "Teardrop" gives me that strange shivvery feeling in the middle of my back. i don't know if it's because the song is really hauntingly beautiful, or if it's because it was the soundtract to a highly erotic video done by a woman I used to know on a website far, far away. I miss that chick sometimes. I never met her in person, but we had a little cyber-fling that was oddly fulfilling. we even had an online spat once! t makes me a little sad to know that I'll never talk to her again.

There was a show on tv last night about this restaurant (well, calling it that is a bit of a stretch) that servves nothing but cold cereal. They will blend the types for you, adn they serve 'em up in chinese food take-out containers that you then shlep over to the milk dispenser. One of the best things about living in the dorms was eating a variety of cold cereal all the time. I'm a reconstituted rice man, myself - i'll take it in kristpies, chex, flakes, etc. I always feel a little odd buying cereal at the supermarket. I don't know why.

If any SG chicks would like to get together for some slow-lovin down by the fire with "Teardrop" playing, and then enjoy a bowl of cold cereal together, by all means let me know.