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Computer seems to be having tiensie problem REMEMBERING my FUCKING display preferences. Dammit. Cat also seems to be having problems rembering me. Qnd I'm hqving problems remembering key placements on my little "guerilla keyboard.

Message 210 of 637. Joy.

Grrr. Cannot get friends page to load!

Got cards! Lots of them!
armistsice -- Thank you! And look, *thwirls like Nick* No JC-ness!
arami -- Thanks, yo!
mynxkittie -- Thank you thank you thank you for the Dylan buttons and cards!
punkyrawkpyro -- Actually, we don't celebrate Christmas in Belgium. We celebrate Kerstmis. And Saint Nick's. And Three Kings. Oh, and two Mother's Days and two Father's Days. And stuff.;D
asilvahalo -- Whee, coffee stains! Just what I needed right now. *licks envelope*
nortylak -- Thank you! ^_^
rockygrrl -- Thank you thank you thank you a thousand times! *Nsync! With my favourite pictures, too! And Dylan! And cool nailvarnish! (Did you get yours yte, btw? :)

Speaking of buttons,which I did up there somewhere, I rearranged the buttons on my bag so that they're kind of linked according to the weird logic leaps my brain makes. So noz my *NSync button is next to "No, this is not a 'phase' I'm going through," and all the "cause/message" ones (veggie-ism, non-violence, etc.) are grouped, which makes sense, right? But unless you know the Disco, you won't understand why "Can't sleep, clowns will eat me" reminds me of Eminem. (Damn you, Mar!) And no one is gonna understand why Chris , to me, is associated with punk and Fight Club.

Want to see LotR again! Started re-reading it on the plane. Merry and Pippin are talking to trees, and young Sauron is up to no good! Oh no!

Am missing my Molly! And Jess! Bah.

And a happy birthday to one of the most important people in my world: katari! (Whom I also deearly miss, but because it's hre birthday, she gets a line of her own.)

Now, if you'll excuse my, I have a cat to feed and a computer to beat out of amnesia.

In other news ...

Whily sitting in a pub type thingie in Detroit waiting for my flight, I randomly looked up from my obsession book and saw puppies on AMA. Squeeed out loud. Oh dear.

Also, my brain wants me to write Kevin Richardson/James Hetfield.

Yes, that's what I said too.

Ha!

Having conquered the display settings of oom, our fair heroine sets out on a quest for food for herself and the lady Lola.