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Hey Hey Everybody!
It is possible - NAY, probable - that someone has eaten a lot of girl scout cookies. And that the person who has eaten all of these cookies is me. And that I am addicted to italics. (And that I have eaten cookies for breakfast.)

Somebody stop me.

New topic! Last night I slept at my man's house after we were unable to successfully watch Gattaca (ohmygodTHEDRAMA!) because it kept skipping and I pretty much wanted the world to end. Because remember (from yesterday?) all of the work I've done to get to even HAVE Gattaca in my possession?!? Ok, fine. No ACTUAL work was done, but still. Anyway, the sleep: I've been feeling much better the last two days, but I still didn't get much sleep because! I had a dream where I, accompanied by Die Frau, was doing something (details: they are fuzzy) and it had to do with the movie Dogma. So then when I woke up? I just kept running scenes from Dogma through my head - like the one where they're talking about how Loki (Matt Damon) thought that Crush Groove would be a more celebrated movie than E.T. over time, and he's all: "Time's gonna tell on that one", which ALWAYS makes me laugh. Except this time it made me not sleep. And this is why I'm grumpy and I can't stay out late: chronic movie-playing in my head. Is there a medical term for this?

Well, time to do a little thing called "work". Wait, no, work. Yeah. Happy weekending, peeps.