Oh, gotcha. Lousy internets.

I do think that for Rory, her behavior this year could be called slutty, given that she was such a prissy little bookworm in high school. (And thank goodness too, because the Perfect Rory Sue Who Everyone Thinks Is Special thing was getting old.)

Dude. I was a prissy little bookworm in high school. I started having some sex in college, and thoroughly enjoyed it. That's not sluttiness, it's growing up. But, again, it's probably just a random word-pinging in my head that makes me differentiate.

I don't think Rory's any better now than in high school. Maybe even more insufferable. If she weren't so incredibly beautiful, I'd sure be annoyed by her. She kind of reminds me of one of my exes, actually. Paris is much more entertaining, and is completely the reason I'm still watching.

I know of him from his association with Dan Perkins (Tom Tomorrow) at This Modern World, where Bob originally posted his round-the-world travelogue.

I met Dan Perkins a few times. He was dating a friend of mine when Tom Tomorrow was just getting started.

::staggers in, drooling::

Chocolate pr0n...See's...must have chocolate. You know, I buy so much of the damn stuff, when I go to their website it jumps right in and asks me if I want to buy the same custom mix I ordered last time.

And, Mal! Cutie-patootie in a papa-san!

{{vw}} I'm sorry the detective didn't have any news. Let's hope someone hears something soon.

{{Nora}} I'd be nice to you, pinky swear!

::taps toe::

We're waiting, brenda. So spill about the new tattoo already.

Deena, that's good news about Aidan.

Calli, very good news about your mother. Knowing the cancer is all in one spot makes it much easier to treat.

Never watched GG, so this is purely tangential, but in certain online romance reader circles the kind of hero who sleeps with everything that moves but we're somehow supposed to believe reforms for the pure, virginal heroine is known as the Duke of Slut, and it's meant as an insult. I'm never going to write them and can rarely stand to read them.

Heh. No, the tatt was part of the dream. Trust me, when I get a new real one, you won't have to ask.

No, the tatt was part of the dream

::droops::

Dang.

Stay tuned this summer.

Pictures of Raquel's baby are SO CUTE! Especially the first one, he's precious!!

Also cute: Erin drunk.

Digital camera does sound the way to go, and I *have* been meaning to buy one, but I suspect this means not only buying the camera ($$$) but also extra memory ($). And I'm a little scared I'll lose or break it and then not only be out the money but not have the pictures anymore. That would be scary!! But, yeah. Gratification, iPhoto, and lack-of-scary-xray-machine-issues sound good.

Also? I have a cool-ass Egyptian visa in my passport now! It has neato stamps! (That look like little postage stamps, not just stamps-like-rubber-stamps)

I once slept in a hotel to the National Spelling Bee on ESPN.

Hee. I think I would find that way too stressful to go to sleep to. I'd be all testing myself and shit.

Am v. unhappy with Ratzinger. Boo.

Hell, The Gap is The Gap with fewer jeans.

Oddly, the other day while waiting for passport photos to be developed, I wandered into a Gap and found jeans that were $16 and fit me really nicely. It was strange.

Health-ma to anyone who needs it.

Last night was apparently the night for weird dreams--I had a long involved strange dream too.

OMG! I've just realized why pictures of UN nominee Bolton make me feel so weird! Dye that moustache blond and remove some lines--and he's my boyfriend from college! Ahhh!

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I knew Joe was going to go weird.