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Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.

This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.

Monday, January 28, 2002

You know, I had a very strange dream last night. (Insert dreamy sounding music):

I was asleep downstairs in the dining room underneath the table when I was awakened by a light in the hallway. One of my oldest daughter's friends who was spending the night had turned on the powder room light. The only thing was that my daughter has never had anyone over, and she is eleven. This girl appeared to be college aged. She said she couldn't sleep, and wanted me to read a note she had written to her boyfriend. I was struck by her absolute lack of spelling and grammar skills, and the fact that it all appeared to have been written in longhand leet speak (or "|_337 5|>34|<"). All I could think was "What a twit!" Then I woke up and had to go to the bathroom.

Never again will I eat the "Caliente Chicken Tenderloins (Hot)" from Ruby Tuesday at nine o'clock p.m. It really messed up what could have been one of those really good dreams. I'm fixing to turn in right now, and so help me, if I have another dream like that, I'll swear off dreaming entirely.

See you tomorrow.

posted by Terry at 9:46:00 PM

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