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So everyone's heard about the epic Amazon rank fail, yes?
I was going through my bag yesterday and realized that I couldn't find my planner anywhere. I'm guessing I left it somewhere among the places I had been in the last couple days. ARGH. There's nothing in it that anyone with nefarious intent could do much with, but it had a lot of info in it that was only there and nowhere else. CRANKY.
Also, WTG, Sharks, way to back into the Presidents' Trophy. You better not lose your shit against Anaheim or steps will be taken. Yes indeed.
In happier news, *finally* my cold is subsiding and I can breathe again. And concentrate (i.e. write) again, after two plus weeks of family visits followed by monthly hormonal mood/brain swings with bonus SNRI dosage adjustment followed by evil spring cold. Whee?
ETA: Was watching a trailer for State of Play and the MPAA warning at the end said, along with the normal rating, "This movie depicts the use of tobacco products." I shit you not. Have we become so brainless and unable to think for ourselves that we need the MPAA to tell us about things that fictional characters may or may not do in a movie, in case those same fictional characters somehow instantaneously make us do the same thing they're doing, because we have no awareness of fiction or storytelling or indeed ability to make our own decisions? Dear lord almighty, there are not words enough to tell you how lame I find this. And that's not even touching the whole hypocritical history between movies and the tobacco industry.
I was going through my bag yesterday and realized that I couldn't find my planner anywhere. I'm guessing I left it somewhere among the places I had been in the last couple days. ARGH. There's nothing in it that anyone with nefarious intent could do much with, but it had a lot of info in it that was only there and nowhere else. CRANKY.
Also, WTG, Sharks, way to back into the Presidents' Trophy. You better not lose your shit against Anaheim or steps will be taken. Yes indeed.
In happier news, *finally* my cold is subsiding and I can breathe again. And concentrate (i.e. write) again, after two plus weeks of family visits followed by monthly hormonal mood/brain swings with bonus SNRI dosage adjustment followed by evil spring cold. Whee?
ETA: Was watching a trailer for State of Play and the MPAA warning at the end said, along with the normal rating, "This movie depicts the use of tobacco products." I shit you not. Have we become so brainless and unable to think for ourselves that we need the MPAA to tell us about things that fictional characters may or may not do in a movie, in case those same fictional characters somehow instantaneously make us do the same thing they're doing, because we have no awareness of fiction or storytelling or indeed ability to make our own decisions? Dear lord almighty, there are not words enough to tell you how lame I find this. And that's not even touching the whole hypocritical history between movies and the tobacco industry.