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2005-12-08 - 12:31 good grief One of my good friends has suddenly turned into Miss Email
Forwarder. I think she's going for some kind of 2005 award or
something. So if you want to know why Santa didn't answer your letter
or you want to see the top five records you don't want to hold or
know the six kinds of sex... just let me know, I'll send her your
email and tell her to add you right on. She's a sweetheart, but omg. However speaking of things that get sent around to everyone in the
online world, have you seen the Christmas lights set to TSO music? Click there if
you haven't. Or even if you have, because seeing it again won't hurt
you. I LOVE THIS. Everyone keeps saying they'd hate to live near
these people, but if I lived near them, I'd be set up in a chair
across the street from their house, sitting there all night clapping
and squealing, "Again, again!" like some demented teletubbie. If
that's not redundant. At least my forward-thinking friend can spell. I just get twitches when a couple of my
acquaintances... both of whom think they are educated people... email
me things like "they tour down a building" and "that was such a sad
movie, by the end I was balling." (Really. Didn't know they allowed
that at PG-13 movies) And it happens so often I know it's not
typing... it's lack of vocabulary. Which isn't a sin but does make my
eye twitch. Well, that was nastiness for the sake of nastiness, wasn't it? Sorry
about that.
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