I got a mysterious basket of flowers today.  The card reads:

I care about you very much.  Please don't disappear from my life.

It is unsigned.  Was it any of you??

EDIT: Never mind, it was Artur :)  He just tortured me by claiming it wasn't him at first.  "Do you have a secret admirer??"  Jerk.  :)

Why do so many people spell my name Kristin?  After they have seen my name correctly spelled, I mean.  My editing professor just wrote me an email starting, "Hi Kristin..."  YOU HAVE MY NAME RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.  WTF.  Maybe Chaya is easier.

I have never had any problem receiving magazines in the mail.  Okay, one time in 2005 I got an unreadable copy of Real Simple for which I had to request a replacement, but other than that, my magazines always arrive intact and in fairly good condition.

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jazzyd's away message, quoted for accuracy:

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My iPod clearly is confused and thinks I'm still in 7th grade. It's on shuffle and all like, "Travis! Super Furry Animals! Stereophonics! Yay!"

And no, just because it has a color screen DOES NOT MAKE IT OKAY.

Edit: Oh shit, just as I clicked "Update Journal," it started playing the Get Up Kids. Seriously.

Edit again: Coldplay.