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This morning I was seranaded by the self-cleaning litterbox, and a playful kitty relieved of the burden of his bladder.

I might catch a few more z's, and then commence my thanksgiving preparations.

I haven't yet had a chance to fiddlewith the fax portion of my all-in-one machine, yet. So if anyone wants me to send them a fax, email me. :-)

( I do get to choose what I fax... Perhaps some goofy artwork, or something.)

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Oh god...the cat...discover...that...unrolling....toiletpaper....is fun....

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I bought a new guitar on Sunday. I got a great deal on it. It sounds great.

Further reinforcing my choice, my teacher nearly creamed himself when he saw it and played it. 30 Helens agree it was a great value for the money.

Now I have one classical with nylon strings, and one steel-string folk style guitar. I like the Seagull S6 because it has a narrower neck, allowing me to do some tougher chords with my tiny fingers.

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Ah yes, the quiet joys of home.

Sipping El Salvador Organic coffee, making Pate Brisee in the food processor, and watching Cspan.

Heh.

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The repository for Sascha's furry little toy mice is under my stove, I found out.

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All I have to say is:

Fuck store bought ice cream.

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In PS2's Mortal Kombat game, Youngman G and I discovered that Quan Chi looks like a pale, bald F. Murry Abraham.