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operation keep myself distracted is not going so well. woe.

Well, crapdoodle. I've got nothing. I'm watching baseball and being v.v. annoyed at the Fox broadcast. BEcause, seriously, I don't give a rat's half-chewed ass about ridiculous statistics or seeing twelve billion commercials or hearing from Token Woman Commentator who sounds like she's thinking "baseball is hard. Let's go shopping!" every comment she makes. And I can't turn off the sound because I can't find the radio channel that's doing the play by play. Oh look, and now my boyfriend is watching football. Factoid of the football game: apparently you can major in "Turf management" at Virginia Tech. *sigh*

*hugs you*

*hugs you a lot*

You could try reading Moby Dick with me. It's 9 million pages long, and my sense of indignation rises rapidly.

I wish I could help.

Oh honey.

Um. Halloween cookies.

*hugs you quietly*

Forth Eorlingas?

Alternatively, I could tell you all about my aunt's brisket recipe. Although giant hunks of meat are very much a Rohirrim-type thing. I wonder what the Middle-Earth equivalent of onion soup mix is?

*gives you many hugs*

Look! A PURPLE DINOSAUR IS EATING THE MOON!

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