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Please tell me why I am hearing my neighbor's stereo at this hour of my Sunday morning.

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Someone please explain to me why the environmental campaigners are knocking on my door today of all days?

I have got to get out of this house before I go crazy.

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I just learned that Gmail saves all those chats too. Weird. I don't know why I didn't expect that, but I had never noticed. The other day at work I learned my mail was set to save all outgoing messages, which explained why I kept getting errors telling me my box was over the set size limit. Gah.

I suppose I should attempt a more than one sentence entry for the day. Well, I slept very late this morning. Nearly ten in the morning! I did go to bed rather late though. I've noticed I've been sleeping less in the past month, which is sort of the opposite trend of the past year. Hmm. While I would like to think this is a good thing, perhaps it isn't.

The city is fraking cold today. It makes me restless. I think I could enjoy the winter weather more if it wasn't so wet. I don't like for the world to be wet. They are forecasting snow for Monday night/Tuesday morning, which is really exciting for us here. The last time I saw anything like snow was a long, long time ago.

My mail is stuck in the apartment office. I don't like this being closed on Sunday business they switched to a couple months ago. Their change in hours makes my life more troublesome.

warhol and greencaped_k had a boy this morning. Yay for them.

Melynda called me from outside the Met. I am full of envy. She was having subway adventures and saw Wicked last night. Fun fun fun.

I want to watch a movie. Last night I watched A History of Violence which was very strange and I completely forgot was Cronenberg. Mortensen was by turns sweet and creepy in the movie, and overall I found it rather fascinating.

Cold, cold, cold. Maybe I should just go back to bed and stay there for a couple days.

I had something else interesting to say but completely forgot.

Rome returns

Oh Rome, how I've missed your strange ways. I'm glad you're back on the air though, because I truly enjoy the stories of Lucius Vorenus and Titus Pullo of the 13th. I find them even more compelling than Ceasar and Brutus. Though Brutus was a fascinating wreck of tremors in this episode, and I'm starting to believe Marc Antony might have been a trifle insane.

I couldn't have been the only one who laughed when Octavian convinced Attia to remain in Rome.

I feel better now, after some exercise and interesting television. My good humor seems to be on the mend.

LOTR in sugar form

The Battle of Helm's Deep - In Candy

OH MY GOD. I want to make one now. Who wants to loan me their kitchen for this project?!?

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This is my new favorite song. Well, how can one not love a song called Blueberry anyhow? It makes me happy, without words.