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Djin's template is visible again, woo! Her advice about languages has me thinking further, although no conclusions have been reached yet. I would like to invent my own language for credits. Sadly, I do not see this being approved.

Arnold (work guy teaching me stuff) just used the word automagically and I almost snorted, but I didn't. I like that. I'm going to start saying that.

I was thinking of writing a play about a girl named Frumpy, but I have no plot and no ideas for one.

Sad.

Hey, it turns out Jesus' suspenders in Godspell are pink, not rainbow, so that should be easy. I have decided that I am going to assemble that outfit and just dress like a hippie-clown all the time. Yes I am, don't try and stop me. I need orange high-tops with big orange pom-poms on them next. The striped pants may be difficult to find in my size, though.

Last night I was sulky and abandoned the kids to nap in my room and watch Sex and the City, which still sucks and yet I need to watch it. I also found out that Cynthia Nixon was in Amadeus, and when I saw that clip I almost screamed, "OF COURSE!", because it's so obviously her yet I never realized it. ("I really can't tell you that, sir".) Later on I went downstairs and ate buffalo wings and watched a special about primates on the Discovery Channel with me pretties.

Steve had coffee ready for me this morning. Is he God?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:46 AM | shower me with attention