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I'm really excited! I had a beer tonight. Its the first alcohol I've drunk since that fateful night in November involving a large bottle of blackberry brandy in under an hour.

I'm so proud of myself.

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The Truth About Cats and Dogs was on TV this afternoon. Its a really good movie, very funny, and all that. But I have one major problem with that movie. That problem is that they try to play off that Janeane Garafalo is the ugly chick next to Uma Thurman's hottie (its sort of like the ridiculousness of casting Julia Robers as the "ugly sister" in America's Sweethearts). That just doesn't seem right to me. I mean, I know I'm not a man and all (just in case some of you were wondering), but I guess I have a hard time understand what men look for in terms of a woman's beauty. To be fair, maybe its simply Hollywood's standards. At any rate, I really don't understand it cos if I were forced to choose, I'd much rather look like Janeane Garafalo than Uma Thurman. But that's just me.

(Someone please tell me how to spell "Janeane Garafalo" correctly)

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Hey. We're under a tornado warning. Maybe I should get off the computer?

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Tonight I fired up my old mac to clean up the hard drive 'n stuff so I could donate it to a rummage sale. I haven't touched that thing in over two years. I originally quit using it because it became so obsolete, and my dad had gotten a new computer anyway, and blah blah blah. It was weird going through it. The weirdest thing was that I came across an IM I had saved from almost four years ago. A conversation I had with my then-boyfriend. You know, The Old Guy. 'Twas really really weird. I had flashbacks, and not all of them were good. I immediately recalled the exact conversation, and the things that revolved around it. It was in the times when I was wading the net with AOL 2.7 and my 2400 BPS modem. Yeah, so....... it hurt to read it, cos it was full of all these like "you are sexy" and "i love you" and "you're an amazing woman" etc etc etc.... that obviously changed by the end of the relationship. It felt really good to send that puppy to the trash bin.

I think the biggest downer of not having a mac is that I can't play Lemmings anymore. I'm eternally grateful to Libby for sending me the disks to load it onto Bela, and I will miss it muchly.

Oh, I love my laptop with all my heart. But a small piece of me will always wish I had a mac.