What happened, brenda?

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Oh! The barn! Do the doors still moo when you open them?

Also, Evie has killed me with her cute.

Re the 50 most loathsome list, I have only the vaguest idea of who this guy is, but I love his listing and want to marry it and have its bitter little babies:

36. Stephen Moore

Crimes: President of voodoo economics PAC the Club for Growth and frequent Republican whipping boy on HBO’s “Real Time with Bill Maher,” Moore actually snivels visibly. Follows every evil statement with a pussified “just kidding—sort of” laugh and shriveling “please don’t hurt me” body language. May be the least original thinker of all supply side policy drones.

Smoking Gun: Missing out on the heart and soul of what’s fun about being Republican, freedom from self-consciousness and doubt.

Punishment: Smacked to death by Richard Belzer.

Also, apparently I am #41. I can't even work up a decent pretense of shame about it. I'm even okay with my punishment, is just how loathsome I am.

Also, re #39, hey! Leave Vin Diesel out of it.

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Ugh. Curly-haired folk will understand what happens when the stylist doesn't listen and cuts distinct clear layers. I thought I could at least fix the front a bit. I used to cut my own, and since the object is to have it not be even, it's sometimes doable. But this is just too much. The only way to fix it now will be to attack the whole thing, and I'm not going to attempt that. [Um, check back later and see if that holds true.]

At any rate, it looks like I'm going back to actual short hair, as opposed to the shortish bob I've been sporting recently.

I'm pretty sure I was going to have to go have it fixed anyway, but now I don't think I can wait the two weeks until I get paid again.

Anyone more talented than me got a scissors handy?

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Oh! The barn! Do the doors still moo when you open them?

Oh! I forgot about that. We also had the parking garage, and, best of all, the castle. Complete with dragon, who lived in a little dungeon around the back.

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hee Is it purchased music or stuff you've pulled off of CDs?

both.

And we're trying to share across platforms.

ARGH. Why is this such a pain in the ass?

BUT I do have the ironing board (and new waterproof mattress pads and spray starch) so no reason to chapeau for that.

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Complete with dragon, who lived in a little dungeon around the back.

Oh. That's where our princess and Robin Hood had their secret lovenest.

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Well for the stuff you've purchased on iTunes, I think you need to make sure all the computers are authorized for your iTunes account. For the rest, I think you have to go into System Preferences ==> Sharing ==> Internet Sharing (you want to share over the wireless, no?) and set what you want to share and on what port you want to share it. (Though if you're sharing over the wireless, you might not need to set a port. Just a password.) Or if you're on a PC, you have to do something else. That I can't remember now. But I could look at the office in the morning and email you.

so no reason to chapeau for that.

There is always a reason to chapeau.

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At any rate, it looks like I'm going back to actual short hair, as opposed to the shortish bob I've been sporting recently.

Gee, that's awful. t /disingenuous.

Anyone more talented than me got a scissors handy?

Do I have to be in Chicago? When are you coming to SF?

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Holy crap! that's hysterical!

ARGH. okay, back to the mac in the bedroom to see what is happening. All of the accounts are authorized.

flea, Eve looks adorable all fisher-priced. her shoulderblades almost look like baby angel wings.

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Figured that'd bring you running.

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