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Things I hate, waking up in the middle of the night and not being able to get back to sleep. So I watched the latest Donnelly's online. That Fidelity Investments commercials with the two ladies who talk about how one planned her wedding for two years and the other says two days, and ironically they both got divorced? Are they like lesbians or something, they kinds seem like it. So did they both get divorced because they found each other and left their husbands?

Anywhose, Monday night TV commentary, part deux:

( Black Donnellys- The Black Drop )

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What an interesting smell you've found

The first time I ever heard of Asperger's (heh, the other day, when turdburgler and zarathrustra94 were talking about it, I though they were calling someone an "ass-burger") was on some geek test. I'm still skeptical of its' existence. Well, I suppose it could possibly be for real, but I'm wary of people who self diagnose themselves with it! I think they're trying to excuse their social ineptness. If a trained psychologist/psychiatrist says they have it, then I might believe it.

Some Heroes non-speculative general commentary on Candice and "Paire". (Ha, that's another brilliant portmanteau!) ( Behind the cut, since some people are still thinking of watching this )

Interesting, this may be the first time I've been around for the annual cook-out this coming Friday. I might show up for that, I mean, who turns down free hot dogs and hamburgers? Its like this ep of CSI on right now, where Meg from VM (or Jo from Supernatural, whatever you prefer) sleeps with this guy who was supposedly the next Brad Pitt, and then got hush money from his manager. And they're all, why'd you take the money? Its like, free money? Who turns that down?! I would think she'd be all, "Luckiest day ever!" She gets to sleep with some famous dude she's totally crushing on, and gets a couple of Gs on top of that. I say, if you didn't know you were getting money before hand, it doesn't make you a whore. Though I guess the money means you have to keep quiet though. Thinking about it that way then, I suppose the first thing I'd do if I got into a threesome with Jessica Alba and Jessica Biel would be to make a post on the hiptop from the bed afterwards all, "I just did the Jessicas!" But if their respective publicists wanted me to keep quiet, I dunno if I could do that. So it would take more than a couple of Gs. Mebbe a cool new car? And not something crappy, something sporty. Though I'd still post about it, changing the names, or putting "Okay, not really", because like who would believe me anyways?

EDIT: Ah, driving to the Varsity for dinner, I remembered one of my favorite things about late spring/summer. Driving around with the tunes up high and the windows rolled low.

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( Gilmore Girls- Unto the Breach )

( Veronica Mars- Debasement Tapes )