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Thursday, September 15, 2005  Isn't she? Isn't she? Isn't she? I do not gloat when I say I could rattle off this mantra with the perseverance of Sisyphus and the stamina of ... of ... of ... of a tomcat in heat. The Aston Martin DB9 is just the sort of thing that would unhinge me from ESPN's coverage of Lingerie Football League. Or Meerkat Manor on Animal Planet. Any man unaffected by the passing apparition of the DB9 must either be thoroughly emasculated or has long since left the land of the living. .
posted by Alexis at 10:13 PM Monday, September 12, 2005 As a brief reprieve to launching mung beans at random earth-bound trajectories, and for my own peace of mind, I undertook the pleasure of this mouse-clickfest with shameless relish, personality disorder test, courtesy of compulsive eater. The test result indicated the likelihood of a schizotypal disorder. "Lies! Lies! Lies!" a voice cried out in fervid objection, followed by a chorus of assent. Suppressing an impending uprising, I assured them I'd no sooner believe a meme than feast on Fear Factor gourmet. Once more, a chorus of approvals. See? I am a democracy..
posted by Alexis at 9:46 PM Friday, September 02, 2005 I'm very particular about the goblins I meet. Real goblins. Not those simpering fools you see on MTV. One goblin at home has developed an unhealthy interest in shower heaters. If there's one thing I can not stand next to a drivelling Harry Potter fanboy, it's a cold morning shower. The electrician suspected a gremlin. Otherwise, he found nothing wrong. Taking matters into my own hands, I gave the odious scoundrel an alternative tinker-toy, one I would gladly part with at a moment's notice. To the concerned reader whose household goblins have gone rogue in the same fashion, I am happy to report that the Rubick's Cube works. But, just in case, I have Leo Tolstoy's War and Peace on standby..
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