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Holy shit - I've got a purple pen too and am probably obsessive about it in an unhealthy way. I brought it to the new job with me in hopes that it would bring me purple luck.

from red-jade :

that picture was frustrating. on the one hand, cool, I can finally see you! on the other hand, well, not very well. hehe

from manchmal :

i want pictures of the date!! drawrings.

from manchmal :

I sent you the userid and password. From my obscure yahoo account.

from manchmal :

I have tried to share your brilliant drawing with a fellow mouse painter, but, alas, it will not show up! Are they gone for good?

from argolam :

Your guestbook and notes don't work. Anyway, if you're bored and have nothing to do, let me remind you that I'll be in your area in about 10 days. Email me and we can go to that gay piano bar. [email protected]

from manchmal :

I have to change my password again. Psychopaths. I have sent it out to your diaryland email addy, but if you don't get it, email me and let me know: [email protected]

from manchmal :

HA! That toilet paper roll does look huge. I think it is a jumbo roll, but it does look, um, even bigger than that, doesn't it?

from harri3tspy :

Hi. I love your layout and your diary. I arrived here doing some maintenance on the academia diaryring, and I'm glad I did. Unfortunately, though, I'm deleting you from the ring, as I can't locate a link to it on your page. If I've missed it somewhere, I apologize. Please just send me a note telling me where the link is and add yourself back in. Thanks.

from manchmal :

christ and fuck, I'm glad you got hit by a drunk going SLOWLY, because I can't deal with any more fucking car crashes. So, I'm locking my journal for a bit, to rid myself of this troll asshole. Userid: dog; passwd: fur

from heidiann :

I love your new layout!

from xanthium :

love the new template.

from orcaomar :

read some of your posts, quite amusing. however, re california bullshit: there's bullshit everywhere, and you've touched on the california bullshit as seen in movies. i haven't really encountered the bs you are talking about, at least not in any great amount. having lived here for almost 3 years, and lived in toronto, montreal, and new york for other years, i can honestly tell you that californians are refreshingly laid back and upfront and honest with what they say. as a canadian who has lived in the us for a while, when i go home i get sooo annoyed with the reserved and almost falsely polite nature of most people. sometimes i think damnit, i know you, tell me what you really think! but of course, this could be more of a problem with me... anyway oddly enough i found your site via google blogsearch. i'm annoyed that this isn't really a blog, in that i can't comment directly on posts. but obviously there's a demand for such a site. cheers omar

from bluperspex :

ug. i hate motivational speakers and team building seminars thingies. why oh why!!!

from xanthium :

Dude, Bar Diana smelt like human piss. And mold. Don't forget the priceless looks of disbelief on everybodies' faces when we took them there.

from red-jade :

Hey, uberfrau, just a note to say Happy New Year to you. I'm not into the diary thing as much as I used to be, but I really love reading your diary. You are my favorite.

from red-jade :

12/27 Just today we were talking at work. I think Evan was telling us about an episode of Prairie Home Companion, anyway he said that you've got to have a mezzo-sporano to move the story along. The soprano never moves the story along, she just sits there and doesn't make anything happen. Melissa said that the soprano just sits there and dies of consumption. I said, "The soprano usually winds up with the guy, doesn't she?"

from red-jade :

excellent, thanks. your tales of internet dating compel me forward, hee hee. i shall wait for the coupon

from mr-onion :

hehhehheh. I guess we're responsible for a load of bad relationships out there!

from red-jade :

you don't like moonlit walks on the beach?

from xanthium :

hey, I just thought of something--you know how you say that Maria's life path was instantly clear--well, it was clear to the Mother Superior, but not to Maria. I don't know that this is a deep thought, but not even Maria knew until she was already in the middle of things. She had taken a major detour in the convent and was convinced that was what she was supposed to do. So maybe you are more like her than you realize.

from xanthium :

i love your nana. let us all pray that your mom does not get a turkey. no one will ever be able to sleep three again.

from mr-onion :

Yeah, we can be self righteous sons-of-bitches sometimes. Sorry about that. And about our super sharp cheddar too!

from mr-onion :

Wow. You can't say every Canadian you met in Montreal was beige, can you?

from red-jade :

No, you wrote it right.

from uridium15 :

happy fucking halloween!2!!2

from luvabeans :

TOTALLY bring your tarot cards! i love having my cards read, and have had some good readings done by friends. i just don't like paying for it, and i enjoy being a jerk. that last entry was fucking hilarious, by the way.

from mr-onion :

Damn! And I'd been saving up for an iPod for ages. What else is there? I heard the iPod Nano was crap as well... ...and yes he does like tequila. I'll tell him you've asked because Jake keeps asking me about you. See, you're intriguing from thousands of miles away, that's why the high school people remember you.

from fridayfilms :

Hey, what year did you buy your iPod? Cause my battery sucks. It's supposed to last 12 hours but it only lasts maybe 2 or 3.

from xanthium :

dude, am I really so bitchy? My point was that those people were never cool, never hip, never interesting, just the bitches of the Man. Which is incredibly lame. I mean, Betty Crocker would have been popular in high school. In a sense, popularity is an opiate of the masses. You should have gone to an alternative high school.

from luvabeans :

i dunno, maybe i'm missing something, but i think that someone who lived like a character from a hesse novel would be dense, obtuse, boring, and depressing. and maybe a junky.

from mr-onion :

Hot damn that sounds familiar. On the up side, I've gotten loads of free drinks for being the geeky friend of the pretty girl. The men go around the table and after they've been shot down by 4 of my prettier, blonder friends they start looking at me, using the same pick-up lines. Oy vey!

from mr-onion :

You made me think about Pat Robertson's pasty white ass! Bad bad Uberfrau! I read that entry over and over again, wondering what evangelical shakes taste like...and peeing myself laughing.

from caraxus :

Ohh...That's not cool...they went for a beer, Aussies sometimes have warped priorities. We're actually very nice - hostels aren't the good places at the best of times. Glad to be changing your opinion!! xoxo

from fridayfilms :

This has got to be my favorite entry so far. Or, I don't know. I have quite a few favorites. I'll add this to the mix.

from caraxus :

Apart from the fact they can't spell-check...

from caraxus :

Yay for my Profile Love...what did Australians do to you? what where your opiniosn previously?

from xanthium :

ohmygod, I can't believe he says that "fortunately" he loves to give. ICK

from luvabeans :

frau. that guy's vest? i think i had the same one when i was 12. and he's definitely wearing women's jeans. not to mention, he uses way too many exclamations points, and the second i hear a person go on and on about how fucking mysterious he/she is, i tend to tune them out. i know this isn't the point, but you are NOT missing out.

from xanthium :

I've since come to think we were being (partially) unfair, although there is clearly racialization of the disaster coverage. Part of the reason that mainly black people are shown is that New Orleans was 70% black to begin with, so it is not really as if only the black people stayed (the majority of them left, as did the majority of whites). However, they are more likely to be poor, and thus less likely to have an escape. Coming from a part of the country with a different ethnic make-up, it may seem to us as if blacks are being negatively portrayed more disportionately than they perhaps really are. I suspect the real "crime" is their poverty, not their color. As a nation, there are no people that we have less respect for than poor Americans. It's a problem compounded by race. Also, isn't it ironic that all the nation's monies are tied up in "national security."

from manchmal :

That's because we're right! I do lists when I can't write an essay. And I can't write essays any more. I hate this country right now. Also, I'm glad you're looking for a job and everything. When I came back from grad school, I was depressed also, and staying at home made me feel worthless, and made everything worse. Let's move to NYC.

from red-jade :

I actually loved customer service; I was really good at it, too.

from xanthium :

Too bad she couldn't have shown you the letter BEFORE we left; it could have saved us from spending two years in a country without any cute boys.

from albr :

best. blog. ever.

from red-jade :

8/13 Hilarious today, about being your mother's brownie and all. I would love to read your mother's blog, and see what she says about you! :-P

from red-jade :

You're right, encyclopedia's ARE great and now I want one, and a chess set. Why is M your favorite?

from mr-onion :

Damn there were even more hair-raising things than the gay pirate bar: it didn't have a name but we were on 8th st and Mission, walking towards Folsom Street when we saw the rainbow flag flapping next to a pirate flag. Room mate wouldn't let me go in to have a look around. There was a large chaps/leather/harness contingent in our part of SoMa.....giving off a continuous soothing background noise of their chains jingling as they walked.

from manchmal :

Ahh! Text color same as background color = I cannot read the diary! Nooooo

from f-i-n :

I loved reading this today!

from xanthium :

Glad to hear it. I knew your romaniticization of mindless admin had to only be temporary (I mean, think of how much you despised Randy, the petty lord of middle-management). Did you get the ad I forwarded you about living in a converted bus in a field in Penngrove? I'm not sure if I'm spelling your email properly. --Monica

from fridayfilms :

I'm an admin assistant for a writers guild. I love my job. I have no idea what I'll do afterwards, but I highly doubt the robot who replaces me will know half as much about the nuances of our policy.

from mr-onion :

hallo Angel Killer: Well some provincial premiers are stamping their feet about gay marriage and threatening to remove the federal marriage act from their jurisdiction, meaning that there could be no civil marriages, only church marriages in that province. The entire conservative right wing is really banding together over this issue.

from heidiann :

I think the smashing of the angel is one of my favorite entries. Nothing makes me feel better than destroying property.

from luvabeans :

i have a vegetarian amanda who's obsessed with fairies.

from defektengel :

Please be really careful on antidepressants. I know a LOT of people who've been on various kinds who've attempted suicide (where they hadn't previously), gotten seizures, not been helped, etc. They seriously fuck with your head so please don't let them take you over.

from luvabeans :

seriously, frau, i know i don't know you, but i'm so rooting for you. i really do think you're awesome, and, more than "awesome," i think you'll also be "ok," in that abstract, level way, again. good for you for seeing someone. i don't mean for that to be condescending in any way, and i'm not gonna go on about "strength in vulnerablity" and blablabla, because i've already used enough "ironic quotation marks." it really does make me sad that you're down, though, but whatever happens, you'll be ok. don't stress about finishing school in an appointed period of time. but when you DO finish, and when you're in the bay area, it would be awesome if we could get together and get drinks. look me up, when that happens. that would totally rock. in the meantime, know that i think you're cool, and that i'm rooting for you, in whatever tangential way.

from luvabeans :

oh, jesus. a mother visit? now? good luck. i think you're awesome.

from somthin :

Ta, for the info. It's scary but I can't help but be drawn to the shiny object. It'll be a little while before I can get one and I found a deal where Apple Care for 3 years can be had for $99. It's an employee discount where I used to work ... may have to take advantage of all this. You're info is helpful though because I'll have some better questions when the time comes. XO

from luvabeans :

good luck, miss. be well. maybe it's the impending change ... sometimes when we only know a bit of what's coming next, and the rest is totally up in the air, it's really hard to be active.

from red-jade :

re: my template. Thanks for letting me know - you're just about my only reader so it kinda sucks you can't read it. I don't know much about the HTML in that template though. If you can, e-mail me a screen shot so I can see what it looks like on your computer.

from mr-onion :

Uber: After you've finished demolishing Montreal's liquor supply, you should watch "Welcome to The Doll's House" again. It's my life story too and it always makes me laugh until I sputter and choke on my popcorn.

from mr-onion :

Damn you're good. I actually was doing tarot card readings for the girls at the table last night. They used that old chestnut: "can I just ask the cards a question without vocalizing it?".

from luvabeans :

it's sad that your friends leaving, but just think! soon, you'll be back in california, and SO WILL I, AND WE CAN HANG OUT! sorry, i'm spazzing.

from manchmal :

Yes! This weight thing: my family does it, too. My grandmother, always bitching and grumping at her kids, all anorexic or bulemic, and my mother on the carb diet when she weighs 110 lbs., and my WHOLE LIFE "oh, do you NEED that extra piece of pizza?" and I thought I was fat, enormous, when I was a freshman in college and wore a size 10, which was not fat. It continues, too, even if my mother is now aware of it. She won't tell me to lose weight, but she will comment on the weights of other people who are smaller than I am, and dote dote dote on ma petite soeur, who is also small. I hate the weight thing. I think I'd be a different, better person if not for all of that noise -- then, and now. Blargh. Move to Ohio. It's closer to Montreal than California is. Besides, there are more fat people here.

from heidiann :

Hmmmm it's much less 'mullety' than I imagined. I think you look good!

from xanthium :

Dude, you do sit in rooms and make them messy, like a special kind of tinkerbelle (if fairydust were made of bits of paper and cigarette ashes). I remember that is exactly what would happen when you'd visit me in Davis, within two minutes of your arrival there would magically be mounds of crap in my living room. Not that I am particularily neat, as you well know (I couldn't manage owning a minimalist white couch to save my life), but you have a special gift. Just think, if only we all could be so blessed the world would be a less anal place, right?

from luvabeans :

frau ... i am interviewing in montreal not this weekend, but the following one. i'll only be there for a couple of nights, but do you want to try to hang out?

from glitterkick :

The glitterkick diary was my old one - now you know the secret to my identity. The toast one is the new one. Mystery solved.

from mr-onion :

mmmmm Cigarettes. Those little white sticks have always been there for me, so why desert them now? It does make you look more sexy, and it was so easy in Europe to be a smoker. In America it just makes you a pariah - such a shame.

from arc-angel666 :

Hi Ms Uber: I was wondering if you often put on a Cocktail dress, pour a glass of Wine and sit down to dinner with a person on PBS? At first I thought that funny but it brought to mind that on more than one occasion I have had a more than stimulating conversation with numerous TV Personalities. I have told Angelina Joilie of our future plans together, I have spoke frankly with President C- slowly in the most basic terms so he could understand...Mr President you Suck. I haven't put on a Cocktail dress....yet, but I have enjoy a bit of libation while conducting one sided conversations with those on the other side of the screen. Upon reading your last entry i have made a mental note Uberfrau Doesn't under any circumstances PINE...ever! lol.

from manchmal :

Just call me angel of the mor-ning, ba-by. Just brush your teeth before you leave me, ba-by.

from fridayfilms :

That "marrieder than thou" thing always really bugged me. But on the other hand, I have yet to discover how a blessing from an institution I don't in any way believe in or subscribe to could possibly make my connection to a nearly 7-year mate any stronger. The new dinette and copper-bottomed pot set would be really nice though.

from luvabeans :

hey! i totally felt like i was channelling you in my last entry. but you're smarter, and i might spell better. (no offense. i love youre stuff, and spelling is stupid. and i'm drunk.)

from spritopias :

we all know "Grad School" is a fancy word for "Brothel" It's why I signed up.

from manchmal :

okay, but I added a new picture where he is cuter.

from mr-onion :

Too right. Jen Shefft is the Queen of the Bloodsuckers - just when I thought no one could ever de-throne Anna Nicole Smith. Can't wait to see The Bachelorette Men Speak next week - Firestone ought to put her in her place.

from whiskeyblood :

That sounds about right. I think Deerhoof just played here not too long ago in a neighborhood church basement. WOOHAA.

from manchmal :

This new template is hot, girlfriend. To bold in a sentence, do like word (first tag turns it on; last one turns it off). Similarly italicizies. Yo.

from mr-onion :

chagrin. Don't feel too bad about the Soccer Mom haircut. My friend Anna just inadvertently got a Lego Man haircut - now that's the definition of tragic.

from mr-onion :

Cheers for the note Uber! I look forward to reading your diary entries - sometimes it feels like we're leading the same life.

from luvabeans :

oh, god NO! don't get less snarky, please? every one of your entries cracks me the fuck up, and is so damned right on. i'm not surprised that growing up in the bay area and being relatively astute can make a person develop a certain amount of disdain for scenesters of any variety.

from mr-onion :

OK, maybe hippies aren't truly that bad. I just can't see them as genuine when they keep repeating to me some dogma they'd picked up from reading Lobsang Rampa years ago. Can't people recognize when they've just become another cliche?

from arc-angel666 :

Hello Ms Frau: I'm supposed to be writing (first day back from the pukefest) My partners have been whiney all day because I've been sick and they have been arguing about how to end the episode, apparently they can't make a decision without me. The truth is they want me to take the blame in case the Suits/network don't like it lol. It's always easier to lay blame on the long haired actor. I have periodically sneaking into your entries to learn more about you. Normally I'd wait a bit longer read a little more but I just have to know did you and is there really such a thing as speed dating? If so this has sitcom written all over it lol. My email is [email protected] email me and let me know about speed dating it sounds hilarious. Respectfully Michael

from luvabeans :

frau. "down together" by the refreshments. i'm telling you. ridiculously happy, like a mentos commercial. ooh! and the few happy songs by the cure are OH SO HAPPY.

from whiskeyblood :

OMG. I just went through all of my 7 days of music and realized that I don't have happy music either. When I am happy I listen to Yo La Tengo or the Magnetic Fields..neither of these bands are "happy" per se. I'm lucky that I have a long long rave background...I will always have the deep house thumpy thump...but still...even that isn't overly "happy." You could always try Nanook of the North. I'm also partial to a little Nick Drake when I'm on the moonier side of happy. But yeah. It sucks to be happy when you're typically in the mood for..uh..."mood." Thanks for adding me to your list, btw!!

from mr-onion :

happy music? Try "The Go! Team". They sound insanely chemically happy, sort of like The Sugarcubes before Bjork started plucking her eyebrows.

from arc-angel666 :

Thanks for the well wishes, I appreciate it. As soon as I feel better I'll come out and play :-)

from mr-onion :

Thanks for the idea! I'll take her to a country & western bar instead where she can enjoy the blandishments of men with unironic handlebar moustaches and mullets.

from mr-onion :

There're no students quite as confrontational as the mature students. They really try to get value for money out of their education by bringing up vague arguements that question the validity of the entire course. I do agree that the point of education is to foster analytical thinking that critiques and furthers our current knowledge. My profs couldn't wait to see the back of me after I questioned some of their textbooks.

from defektengel :

God damn, you are beautiful.

from ringoffire :

You forgot to mention that she wished her co-workers dead,as well. What a wretched woman. But I did laugh. thanks. Did you know your guestbook is broken?

from mr-onion :

What if it's the usual scenario of weak men always being drawn to strong women? Drippy men who want uberfrau to take care of them. *ugh* Then you see strong, articulate men out there madly in love with bland vanilla women. It's enough to make me reach for the gin & tonic.

from omnipre5ence :

..In what language?

from omnipre5ence :

Woah, woah. What is "frau" exactly?

from mr-onion :

Nail. On. Head. One day Clay Aiken will be caught doing a George Michael in a public toilet and exposed to the world as the only gay man with bad hair!

from somthin :

Thanks for the support regarding my interview freakout. It's very funny to me that I spent over a decade performing in front of large groups of people -- sometimes dressed like a complete clown/moron -- but put me in a room with one kindly, mildly inquisitive person and I collapse. I'm not ususally that bad. This was a special case. But I know what you're talking about, jesus, public speaking is very difficult. I think the worst ting in the world to try and be is a stand up comedian. No thanks.

from mr-onion :

holy shit. I feel your confusion - it's the same situation in the west, except they all date gormless off-duty-hooker-types and I'm the only woman who doesn't own a boob tube. PS. British men ARE simply superior to Canadian men *full stop*. I lived there for 6 yrs and dated some really sexy intellectual ones. PPS. Thanks for the intriguing internal dialogue - it made me want to pick up Gloria Steinem again.

from luvabeans :

sounds like my thanksgiving. steadily eating and drinking from 2 PM to 1 AM, playing inane games, bullshitting, and listening to david bowie and the pixies. it IS "living the dream!"

from xanthium :

Hey! At least we're all in this same sinking ship together. It makes me feel a little better, how about you?

from ubergrrl :

Hey girl, thanks for your notes. Nice name btw. *wink* I'm working on checking you out, stuff is busy but we uberchicks need to stick together.. More later after I have a chance to read up on you. :)

from fridayfilms :

Wow, a literal interrogation. You know, I had a prof who actually acused me of plagarizing in a 400 level Honours English class. As if anyone in Honours English would ever be stupid or desperate enough to do something like that. Please. And he didn't even approach me about it - he simply suggested it in the comments section at the end of the paper. It was a damn good paper, if I do say so myself, and it's rather insulting that he didn't think me capable of writing it. He's a big wanker though and everyone there knows it.

from schmutzie :

About Prof Kafka's weird obsession with your marking: I'm betting that she has some sort of personal drama going on that she can't deal with (spouse cheating, her own job's in jeopardy, kid's on crack), because it sounds like she's displacing her attention. If that's the case, she may ease up on you when her own drama winds down, which I hope happens, for your sake. It's like the X-Files of the grad student world.

from fridayfilms :

I'm thinkin' it's got to be either The Nanny or Family Matters. I haven't really watched TV since the arrival of those two shows (nor have I really watched those two shows, but they're kind of ubiquitous anyway), so that's all the guessing I've got. I suppose the answer is obvious and there was not supposed to be guessing, but these things tend to be lost on me.

from mylitlepony :

if you didn't meet any assholes then you wouldn't know what a nice person was. if everyone you met bought you flowers, then you would consider the person who gave you a wilted rose to be an asshole since he gave you the ugliest flower. but since you have met mostly assholes, then if someone gave you a wilted rose you would probably be pretty appriciative. relationships, as with every aspect of life, are relative. there is no way the happiness can exist without the unhappiness, for you need one to know what the other is or you are oblivious and it does not exist. the hipsterman will make you smile one day when someone gives you a wilted rose, and i have a feeling that you will get a wilted rose someday, and it will be beautiful not because it was a rose but because it was given.

from luvabeans :

yeah, i used to feel sheepish about blogging, and still kind of do, but that's dumb. like you said, i wouldn't have anything to write about if i was a total loser ... and all the people i read are likewise interesting. i think of it as a new way of expanding my social circle, actually. i have friends in so many more time zones than i used to. my main criteria for choosing someone for my "buddy list" or whatever is deciding whether or not i'd hang out with him/her. and, everyone gets lonely sometimes.

from fridayfilms :

That's a familiar riff. These are the same people who believe that reading is anti-social and the opposite of living life. Some people live through actions, some through words. The more ballanced of us do both equally well.

from schmutzie :

There tends to be this misconception that bloggers are the stereotypical lonely computer nerds of yesteryear, but I read some article somewhere that I have lost track of that said that bloggers actually tend to be fairly social people with strong opinions who are leaders within their social circles. Your friend can put that in a pipe and smoke it.

from fridayfilms :

Not an easy city, rather. I don't know about the rest of QB.

from fridayfilms :

I�m going to take a stab at this and say that because in a general sense Canadians are so given over to self-disparagement (you see this in our films all the time), they covet this misunderstood underdog persona with a kind of fierce arrogance that assumes everyone else views them this way. In terms of never offering an opinion, I�m going to say (again generally) that we�d like to see the validity in both arguments and therefore never pick sides on any particular issue. We see that as being kind, whereas others may interpret it as feeble fence-sitting. That being said, I don�t see myself this way, or anyone I would consider a friend. I think you just need to find yourself a group of less awkward people to socialize with. Montreal is also not an easy province to fit into, from what I understand.

from luvabeans :

i woulda laughed at the spoken-word joke. it's such a stupid shame when people take themselves too seriously. i'm sorry, dearie. if it's any consolation, my social life feels rather kaput these days, too.

from luvabeans :

that fucking rocked, as do you. oh, and pertaining to my last entry ... i heard this interview with margaret cho, right after she lost all that weight. (which she later regained ... the tv networks basically made her agree to lose it before they'd give her a series.) she talked about how there was a guy who she really liked, who thought she was great, too, but wouldn't agree to go out with her unless she lost weight. so, after she lost weight, he asked her out, and she stood him up. go, maggie, go.

from caraheble :

Thanks for the d-ring welcome. Sims 2 is also like crack. But, you know, laced with heroin.

from schmutzie :

At the university I went to, I tried to become involved in the Women's Centre, but after a couple of meetings I had to give up. They spent more time arguing about who left the caps off the markers and discussing ways that they could better discuss things in a fair manner than actually *doing* anything. They did have free condoms, though.

from fridayfilms :

I know it's beside the point, but your extensive knowledge of people and types of people is something I envy. I find it difficult to create characters in fiction simply because my intuitive sense of character just doesn't go that far, there or in the real world. In my writing class last night, baby boomers hissed about the fact that "vagina" means "sheath" and talked about their great love of bloody, sticky placentas. If I'd have known it was going to be a sharing circle a la Cixous, I may not have been so quick to sign up.

from luvabeans :

ha. excellent. i find it hard to believe, and rather disheartening, that the feminists (at least the academic ones) that you associate with are so frickin' cliche. because, seriously, most (if not all) of the feminists i know, including myself, are most definitely not like that. that shit makes it seem cultish, and isn't what it's about at all. it's like their fighting one set of stereotypes by perpetuating another. duh.

from soft-parades :

thanks.

from fridayfilms :

Gah! I totally plagarised your "Snarky Snark" in one of my entries! It was completely unintentional/unconscious and I should totally stop reading creative non-fiction because one day I will do it and someone will sue my ass! I often wonder if I have an original creative bone in my body. Very sorry about that. I will go back and credit you.

from schmutzie :

I got the whole Anne series from my maternal grandmother when I was a child and read them religiously, but I honestly only really liked the parts where people were tragically dying of consumption or some such thing. I sometimes think of going back to that series, because it is tied deeply to the women in my family: those were the first books my grandmother ever read in English, and she named my mother after Anne with a twist - Joanne Shirley.

from fridayfilms :

I read the entire Green Gables series, as well as the Emily series. The Blue Castle (?) sounds vaguely familiar but I can't seem to recall any details so it's doubtful that I would have read it. I'm a bit devided as to how I feel about L M Montgomery. No matter what the material, when I look back to what compelled me as a child, I always feel in retrospect that I was tricked into something, dirtily. You know, like I'm pretty sure there were major Christian overtones in L M Montgomery's work, and it irks me to no end when people assume that giving children books that are covertly didactic about such things is a good and proper thing to do. But I did so love to identify with the poetic underdog.

from arc-angel666 :

Hello UberFrau: I was surfing the members area and decided to take a look at an Uberfrau, being I'd never comminucated with one before and I liked what I saw. Interesting and funny. I will admit that I was a bit disappointed no leather, thigh high black Jac boots (there were fishnets though) tight leather vest and so on. The Uberfrau handle had imprinted a certain image in my mind lol...just kidding. Good stuff, I'll continue to read here.

from luvabeans :

it's official, frau. we're the same frickin' person. oh ... and have you heard of the california institute of integral studies? it's in sf, and i think i'm gonna apply there, too. sorry for making you my grad school reference bitch. LOVE!

from schmutzie :

What you are talking about is so true. Before I met my husband, I was single pretty much for four years in a row. When I declared my engagement, a few men came out of the woodwork to tell me that they regretted not having asked me out, but that they had been too intimidated by me. My father's advice was always this: when I grew up, I would intimidate men and be single a lot, but not to worry, because anyone who stayed away because of that wasn't worth their salt anyway.

from fridayfilms :

That's just plain rude. The guy is completely self-absorbed, and it sounds like he would have been a drain on your time, energy, compassion, etc. without much in return, if he'd stuck around.

from schmutzie :

I know exactly how you feel. I have had a few people just sort of bow out of my life, which Grouchypants seems to be doing, and it always hurts. You seem to be reacting pretty sanely to me. I'm sorry about that.

from moretoknow :

:( I had just started to like Ian-now-called-Mr. Grouchy Pants. I barely knew him, and you're ditching him? Foo. I rather like the old men who rekindle their once known youth. Oh well. In all essence, this is to say thanks for the guestbook note. Sorry I didn't get back to you faster...things have been well...busy to say the least. But your warm words are always welcome.

from somthin :

Lynch and Melville -- now that's a pretty little picture ain't it? Yes, I'm trying to swear off swearing at gods big and little during any type of storm, it just seems sensible. Thanks for your understanding. Song #3, eh? Uh, hmmm, that may be my song (Looking at you, and, Stupid, are me) -- with me sorta singin'. Jesus, that's me after 3 marguertas (sp?) -- you should hear me after a clean half dozen. I'm beat to crap after a long day dealing with rich Park Ave nuthouse women. I'll be back in on Monday. Be good and stay away from lame men, you know the ones.

from luvabeans :

the picture cracked me the fuck up. poor guy sounds like a dime-a-dozen type, after all. i'm all disappointed. where are the torrid affairs? whatever happened to a good, old-fashioned bodice-ripping?

from defektengel :

Jesus Christ Superstar. He forewent going out and having a torrid affair and being happy with _you_ to sit and be oi emo over a _lesbian_? (Not like I'm much better than him with Courtney and all, but I'm 14, dammit.) Farewell to the Jazz Hands. All the better for uberfrau.

from luvabeans :

nobody's a freak! stop it! well, ok, if you're a freak, then you're a supah-freak. in honor of the late mr. rick james. run with it, lady. he sounds like a doll, and you deserve that.

from defektengel :

I gotta say, there must be some type of farm for breeding tank top girls, because there was one JUST LIKE the one you're describing at the concert I went to recently..God, they're annoying.

from luvabeans :

heya. i'm sending an email to your diaryland address, hoping that you have one. it may go to spam mail ... don't delete!

from luvabeans :

indeed, if you manage get your ex-pat mitts on my groovy specs, i will no longer be a rockstar. with my glasses, i'm a rockstar. without them, in the true style of clark kent/superman transformations, i am a SUPEROCKSTAR!!! WATCHOUT! so if you're really willing to be my lex luthor, go ahead and fuckin' try it. but i'd think twice if i were you. hee! you're grand. no, really.

from manchmal :

i've got to say that i seriously dig the new illustrations. And I can't get yo' guestbook to work. emily

from luvabeans :

hm ... ambiguous, but interested. most people are ambiguous at first. play it cooooool, sistah, and charm the shit out of him. no, you know, don't "play it" anything. (i am SO not the one to give anyone else dating advice.)

from defektengel :

Is this not-calling Ian the same as short jazz hands Ian? Don't mind him for not calling, cuz short people get intimidated by tall people and thus will wuss out more easily. I bet those jazz hands don't help matters much either. >_o

from luvabeans :

i'm glad it went well, and hope it works out. dang, those ambiguous endings can just throw you, huh?

from defektengel :

Changed my layout, it should be readable now. Key word: "should". And congrats on getting that letter published in the Times. (Having your letter published in a paper seen by more than people in a .5 mile radius from you must be like being a celebrity.) Proving once again that the suckage chart looks like this: You < OTHER PEOPLE.

from somthin :

Sadly, due to some freak occurances the cd has not left my possesion ... it'll be off soon. swearingly yours, s.

from fridayfilms :

You'll be happy to know (or possibly not) that this kind of elevated talk tends to peter off quite quickly after everyone finishes school, to be replaced by the ever replenishable topic of...work! I swear to god, if I have to hear any more about bad hotels, crummy schedules and shitty employers, I'm going to. Go back to school. I wish I could go back to school. Nuts.

from somthin :

My Dear Uber, go ahead and try my long distance stalking on for size by sending me your mailing address -- [email protected] -- The cd, if it doesn't please, will make a fine coaster or life saving reflective device for mountain or desert rescues.

from luvabeans :

dear god, do i ever relate to that like a motherfucker. yes, i do. it's odd, frau, i relate to SO much of what you say.

from fridayfilms :

Don't forget Troilus and Cressida!

from fridayfilms :

Hi again. The problem has been fixed for now. Thank you again for letting me know.

from fridayfilms :

You know, I thought I was the only one who had that problem - my diary looks just fine on everyone's computer (including work) except my own at home. My friend gave me the template and ensured me that I probably had an older version of explorer, but we never figured it out. Obviously, something must be done. I've been meaning to change the template anyway. Because of my lack of knowledge in all things computer, this could take some doing (said friend is out of town). I will have it in a viewable format ASAP. In the meantime, if you figure out why it's doing that, please let me know. Thanks, and v sorry about that.

from luvabeans :

hello, frau. i've been looking through your archives (after having added you to my favorites), and i just have to say that i share the love for jonathan crombie. anne! he's SAWRRY he called you "carrots!" josie pye means nothing to him! he's sawrry! forgive him already. (but last time i watched the movie series, gil struck me as being rather effeminate. i had a similar experience during a recent viewing of the movie "west side story," and it occurred to me that the guy playing Tony was sort of flaming.) the end.

from somthin :

I know you're right about this issue of agression. I've already seen a difference -- insert evil laughter here. Pip pip.

from gumphood :

Actually I am probably pretty borning, thought maybe if I hit myself with some radiation...BAM...mildly interesting. Like Aqua man.

from laili-6 :

That's not acceptable behaviour on GT's part. He's so taking his sense of rejection out on you through arguments about politics. He feels tossed out by you, and is reclaiming some masculin pride by being "more open minded," more politically aware, older, etc. etc. I bet he equates feelings with weakness, too. You shouldn't have to put up with that.

from fridayfilms :

I'm going to retract my last statement and suggest that your prof seems more intrigued by you than amused. Asking a Dianna question seems to be just a tip of his hat in your direction. He seems to think you have a unique persepctive. And hoping your comments aren't rhetorical is most likely again due to the fact that you've piqued his curiosity and he's interested in what you might have to say on the subject. Those buggers can be hard to read, and I wasn't there, but it seems unlikely that he's being malicious. But if this is the case, you should bring it up with him. Bullies tend to fold when they're confronted.

from fridayfilms :

There's nothing more discouraging than a prof who has a pole up his ass and wants you to be a bit more scared of what he thinks of you. I'm always reconsidering grad school for that very reason. My BAs were enough. Kudos for doing it.

from parlance :

Adk. People are so immature. It makes me wish we had remotes and there was an 'Explode' option.

from somthin :

Hello Uberdear, speaking as a guy, this guy is a schmuck. I'm very suspicious of his motives. At a glance I'd have to say that he is torn in that he may want to have sex with you (in the past, now, in the future) but doesn't want anything more -- maybe he is serious about the friendship stuff. Some people, not just men, collect future bed pals and keep them strewn around the world ... you can see where I'm going, I'm sure. The fact that he acts jealous and doesn't want you to see other people is a large glaring red flag (someday I'll post my fave flag story -- whoa!). Let him move away to O but don't spend too much time waving bye bye, go meet someone worth a dang. And goddang good luck. You're in a lovely town -- gotta be some fine folks around. Now, go kick ass, and use your good leg, please.

from gumphood :

Hey there. Sorry it took me a minute but I just wanted to say: "Monrail guy" is wacky as all hell. Thanks for the commment. I just think that when he was like "I am going to build a giant monorail around the house, she should have been like "that's the last time we will be sleeping in the same bed"

from modified :

is there a way i can change how the kith ring tag looks? or could you make yours more neutral looking instead of purple? thanks!

from gumphood :

Que'Be'Qua I love Montreal! I have visted there often because its such a fun city. I reminds me of boston. Well...boston with alot more of those strip clubs...but it's a beautiful city beyond that. Lived there your whole life? I almost went to McGill, but opted out at the last minute.

from gumphood :

Hey. Well you can move in I suppose but it's all a matter of where you live now. I saw a few refrences upon reading your journal to the Matro (DC) and San Fran. So solve the mystery and tell me your story.

from clauren :

Thanks for filling out addict2sims survey and I do agree with you. Playing that is so addictive because there are so many things that has to be done or you want to do and it just keeps going....

from laili-6 :

Hi. I don't know you, but I kind of feel like I do through your blog. I'm so sorry to hear about your father. Both my mother and father were diagnosed with cancer, a year apart, and they both got through it. It's really hard. I hope you have someone you can feel vulnerable around, to whom you can let go. You come to know quikly which friendships will last. Of corse I can't tell you how it's going to be, but I do wish you the best.

from somthin :

Thanks, yes, I am Billy-Bob material -- definetly. You'd agree if you met me and my way undeslung jaw. I look like a pirahana, okay, not really but I can dream, right? Glad too am I that you liked the Montreal Photos. I know the father woes and glad that you're not angry -- it's the best thing and leads to a greater understanding.

from mzletty :

Hey There! I happened to pass by and was reading your diary. You seem pretty cool and I would like to return.-Letty

from laili-6 :

OK, is this the guy who likes to be spanked? and partakes couple-fun? Did that come up in the conversation? He sounds creepy, even without the spanking thing. If he can't understand why cafe folk music can be annoying, he's not worth your time. And the whole spanking thing, that comes up when you've gotten together for reasons other then spanking. It's a pleasant little suprise when you realize your both into it, not a way to advertise yourself to strangers.

from laili-6 :

Thanks for the offer, but I'm going into journalism. Sort of like poli sci, but not really. Cheers.

from laili-6 :

you'd seem so helpless but if any of them tried to get fresh, you have this big wooden stick in your hand. I enjoy your diary.

from nicolasix :

hmmm...i have skewed views on dating, the d-cup comment wouldnt really bother me much, it would merely warrant my next message to him beginning with "four inches hard," or something. but the number exchange is unacceptable, not to mention sad. i think when you think about what a pathetic light it shines on him, you won't really miss him a bit. if he wants to live out his humbert fantasies on his own time, then so be it, but doing it when you're around is plain retarded. anyway, whenever i try to date anyone significantly younger than me, although they can be damn cute, they end up just alternately annoying or boring the hell outta me. he's a twit and you're better off without him.

from nicolasix :

thanks for the note! and the advice. you are definitely the coolest person i've talked to on here so far. if i had a mug with a puppy and an inspirational message on it, it'd be in the mail with your name on it...

from nicolasix :

i like what you said about ghostworld. i had the same feeling, and it was even recommended to me by the (my) scary old guy.

from go-go-gonin :

seriously, do not put up with that shit. i mean, i don't know how you guys normally relate but .... "d-cups"?? it almost seems like he's seeing how far he can go, how much he can degrade you before you snap. i dunno, just headbutt him or something. he sounds like a real piece of shit.

from odalisk :

I would probably argue the opposite: if my best friend is being nasty to me, I'll call her on it, because she's my best friend and I love her. If some random person is being nasty to me, I think it is rarely productive. I don't really think of bitchiness as being "harsh truth" - I think of it as "unnececessary unpleasantness." Also, my point was that it's probably a good idea to reconsider the virtues of making someone feel crappy about themself. I don't really understand the purpose, and you didn't really explain what it could be. Because if someone already feels pretty crappy about themself - why make it worse? Also, you might want to read the previous entry to get that entry you commented on in context.

from marn :

Lysol spritzing is probably more socially acceptable than my plan to pop large paper bags over their heads ...

from marn :

You want to know the eerie thing? I live near a village that is a weekend retreat for Montrealers. On Friday I walked into our local grocery store and it just *rang* with that hacking cough that comes with that cold -- yep, all the Montrealers spending Thanksgiving at their cottages were bringing it to the Townships. I hope you're feeling better. I found moving really helped, eh?

from critterwil :

Thanks for your note. Aren't you glad we don't actually have to cop to being from California right now? We can avoid the whole thing like it doesn't relate to us in the least. We can laugh at it like outsiders. Sometimes...it pays to move away from California. haha.

from keeds :

keep wishing

from keeds :

i read your diary. i'm a genius.

from ringoffire :

Are you sure Lenny isn't a Scientologist?

from ringoffire :

I also hate it when people use "4" and "U" instead of perfectly good pronouns and such in their inane message board postings that basically say the same thing as everyone else yet nobody ever wants to actually read them because they are so poorly written in the first place and you just sit there and try to wade through the crap and all you can envision is some trashy white girl with a bad perm and no shampoo who somehow managed to get past Darwin in the selection process and now has mastered the art of logging onto the internet and watching "The Bachelor" but that's about it.

from the19thstory :

Hey, thanks for the note! I am enjoying your diary thoroughly, and also wanted to let you know that I thought your knock knock joke was absoultely fabulous. I often tell dumb jokes to my crushes: half because I just tell a lot of dumb jokes in general, and half because, if they laugh, it usually means they're worth pursuing. So, take pride in your dorkiness, and never let anyone convince you that bad jokes are not worth the telling. That is my philosophy.

from bevin :

was it dungee who rejected your letter request? After all of that wine you drank together!?!

from ringoffire :

Don't you love it when you catch up on your diaryland readings and then you find that someone has written an entry that you MEANT to write, but didn't have time because you were on your way to Sniperville? I TOTALLY agree with the Boss' Day thing. It's like saying we should have Middle-Age Upper Class White Man's Appreciation Week. EVERY day is Boss' day, because they're the frickin' BOSS!! Why should we donate 1/3 of our hourly pay (before taxes) to the fund for the less-than-yummy cardboard-like cake with "Thanks for Being So Great" written in fattening icing on top that only serves to widen our already widening asses due to the fact that WE are not offered the free gym memberships, only an uncomfortable seat in front of a boring cubicle in which to waste away 8 good hours of our young lives each and every day.

from hotlibrarian :

alors tu passes ton temps a boire, fumer, travailler, apprendre le francais et moquer le professeur qui essait d'etre suave....je pense que tu aimerais mon cour d'histoire de jazz, aujourdhui on parlait de dizzie, thelonious et parker. tu devrais ecrire ton journal en francais une fois, c'est ce que je vais faire maintenant...

from brownboy :

What's the risk you want to take, uberfrau? Tell me! and i'm still waiting on that "because," bitch.

from ringoffire :

Jimbo?! For Crissake. You need to stop making me laugh at work. And also, I think you need to put the entry of our move-out of 1812 H in your "favorite entries page". Go check out my cool new "Steve links" page. Heeeeeee!

from brownboy :

because... why???? you're keeping me in TOO much suspense. finish it! please?!?!?

from bevin :

"he oozed sex like a krispy kreme donut"--that was beautiful, darling

from brownboy :

you're beginning to frighten me with all this depressing, existentialist drivel. can't you at least feign the attempt at thinking about things rather than just repeating yourself? Oh, and another thing: In the same guestbook entry where you scolded me for using the word "cunt" - because it was using a euphemism for vagina in a negative context - you also called me a "pussy" for calling out of work. Hypocrite.

from brownboy :

that run-in with john hall was marvelous. good entry. oh, and about that whole c-u-n-t thing... get OVER it! love you, brownboy

from heidiann :

I listened to Le Tigre and thought of you!

from bevin :

http://clayson.diaryland.com/ from sebastopool... I thought you should know.

from brownboy :

was your first time using HTML painful? or did you get through it with remarkable ease?

from heidiann :

Go for it! Personals get a bad rap but I met my non-boyfriend when he responded to an online personal I'd placed. So you never can tell. And just talking to a few on the phone was entertaining enough to be worth it. I ordered Le Tigre! I should get it any day now! Woohoo!

from hotlibrarian :

oregon trail- i've been trying to figure out the name of that game for years! i used to play with my friend christine on her father's "rapid" apple computer and the stupid women characters always seemed to die in such a shitty weak fashion. something about luring a horse with a carrot? it's hazy, vague...

from heidiann :

Yes, dead silence and the never-ending story while lines are ringing...two more reasons I hate answering the phone. Le Tigre has been on my list o' cd's to buy for over years now. I went to purchase yesterday and then stopped myself upon considering my account balance. I WILL buy it next week! HA! Don't know why I just HA-ed, sorry about that. =)

from bevin :

I want Isaac Mizrahi to be my fairy godfather. Or maybe Kevyn Aucoin, since he passed away before he ever got the chance to do my makeup.

from brownboy :

did i ever tell you how brilliant your profile is?

from heidiann :

You amuse me greatly. Though your mailman and his hair scare me.

from glitterkick :

Ooooh, Starbucks. I'm disturbed by how many "accessories" they're now selling in addition to the coffee. Mugs, pressers, grinders, cookie tins, mints, aprons, CDs. Is the coffee not a good enough seller? Is it really necessary to augment their revenue with the other gadgets?

from hotlibrarian :

sweet prententiousness...refer to david foster wallace 'infinite jest'. how is your spinster article coming? see reagan's diary for Miss Canadian Spinster

from hotlibrarian :

using the word succinct to describe an english major pleases and amuses me. time for lunch.

from neko-carre :

Hi! Browsing through members of the Admin Asst ring, I found you. And what a hilarious (and so true!) entry about that ridiculous tee-shirt from ABC. Let's grow man-haters early on so girls will spend more money on our hand painted cat benches and metal candle shelves (some assembly required).

from glitterkick :

I once convinced my little brother to tie a red scarf around his neck and jump out of our treehouse as I hummed the Superman theme. Not to worry, the ground broke his fall and he only broke the one arm. Oh, and happy belated birthday!

from ringoffire :

Oh but there are far more than 7 readers! I recently cultivated 2 from my work alone. "The Chickens" was a huge hit. And that's not even counting that I send Omar printouts of your diary from time-to-time for entertainment. :)

from ringoffire :

Oh Dianna. I am cracking up ALONE sitting here re-reading the last Limpy entry. I agree. That one should go in the "Best of" file. Can you believe it? I'll send you a copy of the letter I wrote tonight. I can't believe I'm still up. Damn Limpy! Damn him to hell!

from ringoffire :

Be not afraid, Uberfrau. The sit-com will continue, as soon as I get unpacked, somewhat, and can find my way to my laptop to update on Steve. Sit tight, there is more drama on the way. Oh yes. And you thought it was all over....

from delius :

Yup, mom's are zaney creatures. I have this theory that they are perfectly reasonable people until they have kids, then they automatically go insane. I comiserate.

from ringoffire :

Can I include your Ode to the Courier Man on my diary?

from ringoffire :

Maria and I would like to reciprocate your condolences. Much like that saying, "I'm made of rubber, you're made of glue, whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you." (sniff!) That mean mean "Max". How could he flirt so shamelessly with you?? We were so excited that you had found the perfect guy. And even taller than you. Sob! It will all work out. Just hang in there with Harriet.

from ringoffire :

Dianna! Update! For Christ's sake! :)

from ringoffire :

dianna, it's maria on lauren's computer. i love you too!!! just wanted to let you know that blonde redhead is spelled with an "e." aren't you glad i gave you that cd? =)

from bevin :

Dianna, you forgot wonderful and cuddly as two of your defining characteristics. And you're a great friend and lots of fun. And what happened with me on your favorites page? Are you no longer a fan? Did I piss you off with all of my olsen twins stuff? I can't help it, Dianna. Lip gloss! So much lip gloss!!!

from ringoffire :

You go Dianna! No need to change yourself. You have plenty to add to the world just as you are. And all those snotty nosed Marin County kids need a good whiff of second-hand smoke once in awhile. They need to get over themselves. Blast!

from ringoffire :

You should put a resume on Monster.com. And then get a search agent to keep you posted on jobs in areas you want in the North Bay. It is a miracle. And you should also try to get a job at a winery. You are in the perfect region. That would be fun! Wine tastings would be part of your job description!

from ringoffire :

OMIGOD!!!! I am wriggling uncontrolably in my seat right now! I too, have a white male friend of privilege (he even went to Cal) who went to India for a semester, swam in the Ganges, or whatever, prayed with a Shaman, dressed as Jesus for Halloween (totally destroying his Catholic mother and denouncing once and for all his Catholic upbringing), and now all he can talk about his what an asshole Ghandi is in favor of this other guy who was "never written or spoken about...just goes to show the power of the media" and he brings it up within 5 minutes of talking to him about ANYTHING...even non-India-related topics. It drives us all insane!!! Whew. I'm glad you can share my pain and understanding about this phenomenon. And self-help books blow. Except for ones by Dr. Phil. He's got it down.

from ringoffire :

Bravo! Muy entertaining for me sitting here twiddling my thumbs at PRF. Just as funny as can be. :) Merry Christmas and Happy Chia Pet.

from ringoffire :

I am offended. I love Blind Date. :) I really do. I schedule my lunch hour around Blind Date and even taped it once to make sure I didn't miss a particularly horrid blind date. If you want a BAD show, try Elimidate. It is degrading to both women AND men. I always get sucked in to that one and always feel dirty after.

from ringoffire :

Well put. I think you should send it to the producers...(Bunim-Murray) to be exact. :) I think I might write a letter myself. My perspective is this: the stupid questions they asked were just formalities to make you think that you were actually "heard" in some way. It would have been better to ask even something like "where do you see yourself in 5 years" or something cheezy like that. I am embarrassed that I fooled myself into thinking that while I am in between "drop dead gorgeous" and "butt ass ugly" I could ever be considered even partly photogenic enough to "slip through the cracks" and be chosen on account of my life experience, which, I might add, I think would be useful to people younger and more inexperienced than I. Humph.

from ringoffire :

Did you know that Chris Isaak used to go out with Margaret Cho? So he hasn't always gone for the busty, blonde bimbos. Gotta love a man with character...

from ringoffire :

I had a dream last night about me trying to convince my therapist (I don't have a therapist, but whatever) that I was worth something more than the average joe because I had a year of Grad school (Law school) under my belt. It came from me having a conversation with this AOL woman last night at 11:30; me trying to cancel my free service and she asking why, and me responding that I am jobless....but only because I dropped out of law school. So I understand about feeling superior to the dimwits that somehow end up "ahead" of you in the job world. It is hard. It sucks. But Grad school? I'd say you should go in as a straight Women's Studies grad student. Then you can be all feminist and still study and discuss all your favorite theorists. ;) And by the way, you are more than welcome to meet me at the Real World open call this Saturday in Berkeley. If you go to www.bunim-murray.com, you can find all the info. :)

from ringoffire :

Hey Dianna, How come I'm not a fav. diary of yours? Huh? I'm so offended. I might not answer the phone next time you call. (as if I have caller id or something. ha!) Just kidding. Just wanted to say hi! Lauren

from sooner :

I am leaving you a note even though I am not listed in your favorites. Don't feel obliged or anything. Also I find it pertinent to note this is your first note. I am a trend setter.

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