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My car is in the shop, and so my dad was nice enough to lend me his. Consequently, I discovered I still know all the words to the song "Round and Round", by Ratt.

Thanks Dad, for both the use of your car and my awesome childhood.

In other news, I can't stop writing on the second book. Not that I have a whole lot...
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I was up at 4:15 yesterday, and I worked until 10 pm. Around 8:30 pm, I told one of my coworkers he smelled like vingles. When he called me on it, I had to admit I had no idea what I meant by "vingles", but that it seemed vaguely pleasant to me.

That's how tired I was.

Another federal holiday gone, another trip to the airport. I hate these days.

Apparently my boyfriend's super power is that he can summon Bon Jovi. That'll be useful come Armageddon.

I now own a DVD player. I guess I'm going to have to admit it's the 21st century sometime. Though to be honest, the only reason I have a DVD player (and an answering machine and a cordless phone) is because my boyfriend bought them for me. It'll probably be at least five more years before I get high speed internet, a cell phone, voicemail,...
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Today I saw a city bus teeter on two wheels, or how ever many wheels a city bus has on only one side. It was the most terrifying thing I've ever seen in my life, or at least in recent years, because I was under the teetery part. I saw my life flash before my eyes, said a quick something or other, and sang something...
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I have a story stuck in my head like other people get spinach stuck in their teeth. That would explain why I'm up at 5 am, worrying away at it.

UPDATE: 8:45 am

Yep, it's official. I've met the character who's going to carry me through the next book. Still writing.

Yesterday my sister and I went to the Farmers' Market and loaded up on fresh summer vegetables. She went to work, and I stayed home and worked as well. I made fresh linguine noodles and onion gorgonzola focaccia bread. I chopped up our vegetables and roasted them with cracked pepper and olive oil until they were soft and fragrant, and just a little caramelized. When...
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It's confession time.

I hate "The Office". I hate the American version, and I hate the British version. I hate it even more because I can't understand why other people think it's so brilliant. It's stupid. It's boring. The characters are in no way interesting, charismatic, funny or engaging. The plot lines are cumbersome, awkward and tedious. And please don't tell me that's the point...
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Reliable sources state that it actually is Sir Mix-a-Lot in the Target commercials, and not some numpty sound-alike. When a west coast rapper replaces booty with back-packs, isn't that a sure sign of the Apocalypse?

Oh, and yesterday I saw Snoop Dog in a commercial, golfing with Lee Iacocca. I think we should all repent, and then go in search of fire-proof umbrellas. Bad times...
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Last night my sister and I grilled pizzas and then had Guinness ice cream. This morning I washed my hair with Guinness shampoo. I'm also going to make rustic stout bread for sandwiches.

Not that I'm a fanatic or anything, but Guinness really does make everything better.