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It's true, you can summon the Large Hadron Collider in Scribblenauts, but if you try to summon Mao Tse Tung it gives you a mango instead.

While on the way to pick up my husband from work, I glanced in the rear-view mirror. In the car behind me was a little blonde girl giving herself a haircut. Not even just trimming her bangs while the car was stopped at a light, which would have been appalling in it's own right. She was driving with her elbows as far as I could...
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In an effort not to dwell on less pleasant things, here is a list of things I currently think are super rad:

-My friend Adam. What a guy. Nice to a fault. If you pooped in his hat, he's probably say thank you.

-Prototype. What an awesome fucking game. In the first ten minutes, I killed about fifty people, punched some tanks...
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Overheard in a Thai restaurant yesterday:

"Why do they give everything on the menu such weird names? Why can't they just call it 'salad with chicken'? I think it's because they want to make us say silly things."

Yes, you idiot, different languages evolved for centuries all over the world, just so you would have to say silly things in restaurants.

Two out of two people on my sofa agree: Kevin Conroy should always be the voice of Batman, even if that means they dub him over Christian Bale's acting.

My husband woke me up in the middle of a Nyquil haze to ask me what I wanted for dinner:

"Do they make pudding that's meat flavored? That sounds really good right now."
"Ah, no. I don't believe they do."
"Oh, okay. I don't care, then. Nothing too crunchy."

He came home with clam chowder with oyster crackers and rice pudding, which was exactly perfect.

I don't know how I could get a cold. I never leave the house. Damn germs. I might have to seal up the windows.

Not only do I have a rotten cold, but I have a completely insatiable craving for pudding, and a Jewel song stuck in my head. I would like someone to come and shoot me now. Or at least bring me some...
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It is a true fact that spaghetti westerns have the best soundtracks of any movie genre. A true proven fact.

I had the most frustrating dreams last night, and consequently did not sleep well. Everyone wanted to argue with me, and for some inexplicable reason, I did not punch any of them.

Lazy Sunday mornings are my favorite, and today is a particularly good one. I had some chamomile tea while dorking on the internet, then my husband and I lounged on the sofa and watched Le Mans, which was so startlingly good, it was hypnotic. Highly recommended. Now my husband is cooking me a fancy Sunday breakfast and I'm doing a bit of writing, and...
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