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[threeplusfire]

I spent thirty minutes cleaning out a third of my yahoo mail box. Lots of old comment notifications and things cluttering up that space.

Kevin, my old friend, where are you? I wish you would get in touch since your Stanford address keeps bouncing.

Even more than reading, being able to play a video game while exercising is a great thing.

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You rang?

[drjimprofit.livejournal.com]

After concluding my two years of anthropological research from the confines of a cardboard box, I have returned to resume the plan. Are you still in?

Re: You rang?

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Aha! Now that you have an account, you can go back and read all the friends locked entries whining about how therapy makes everything about my parents.

(Also, I totally met Adrian Pasdar this year and told him how fascinated by Profit we were.)

Re: You rang?

[drjimprofit.livejournal.com]

I can only assume that was a yes. Excellent. Now that you have upgraded my clearance to Security Level Beta, I shall review the archives for useful information for both the near and long term. Expect a summary delivered by shady courier before the close of business.

Re: You rang?

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Really, did you ever have to doubt the answer would be yes?

I think you'll be impressed by the quantity and quality of the data gathered. That's what working overtime gets you.

Re: You rang?

[drjimprofit.livejournal.com]

You better be wary. With it being Halloween, I have ready access to spiders and bots capable of crawling and mining your data to reveal reliable latent constructs. But no, you are clearly incapable of saying anything but yes to my charm.