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Reading Material:	Bloodsucking Fiends: A Love Story by Christopher Moore
	+ asst. romance novels and children's books

Bloodsucking Fiends was cute. I say this partly 'cause I can't imagine that was the author's intention, and I'm a bit of a butt, but in the main because it's completely true. The author being male, instead of 'Woman Without Particularly Large Breasts Snaffles Alpha Male' we have 'Dangerous Redhead Eschews Ancient Sexy Mysterious Vampire for Scrawny Grocery Clerk (Puts Out On First Date)' But wait-- she's a night stalker and he's a night stocker. It was destiny! *smack* Hee. It was fun, but I don't think I'll recommend it to my mom. I don't think it's her sort of thing.

Feeling better. Went over to Mom's yesterday and she fixed breakfast and watched Sense and Sensibility with me. That's love. Searching for a boy's name. Odds are 51-49 I won't need one, but I would feel a bit guilty not having one on hand.

I closed out the P.O. Box today, as it seemed rather useless to me. Alan is complaining that 'Strawberry Lane' doesn't seem very macho. "Neither is your mousing callus, my friend, get over it already."

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"The seven angels that stood before God in Revelations are considered to be the Archangels. It is agreed that there were seven Archangels. Most accounts name Michael, Gabriel, Raphael and Uriel. The remaining three are generally chosen from Remiel, Sariel, Anael, Raguel, Raziel and... Metatron. *blink* Metatron?

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This has got to be a posting record for me. News bulletin: I lack the mental wattage to figure out how I ought to correctly orient envelopes when printing. Fortunately, the envelopes I wasted all have the defunct P.O. Box on them. In further good news, I do have the ability to create a 'Just For Idiots' envelope template. Insert the sucker just like a piece of paper, (or, if you happen to be a colonial marine, like an express elevator to hell) goin' down.