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2:44 p.m. - Friday, Nov. 07, 2003 I suppose I could read your archives, but geez .... *sighs* ************************** I used to do the Friday Five until I realized that I get really annoyed when people ask me questions about myself. Maybe I should just do the rant version of Friday Five, where I list the five things that have annoyed the crap out of me this week. Oops, except I already talked about most of them yesterday. ************************** Freudian Slip Report: I get invaded by this earworm from time to time, and what's worse is that it's a SECOND-HAND earworm; I've never heard the original song, I've only heard a (backstabbing) friend of mine sing it many years ago � namely, the song "C'est moi" from that King Arthur musical that I've never seen. Anyway, the thing is, I find myself singing the only two lines I know, one of which is: C'est moi, c'est moi, I'm forced to admit � only when I sing it, it comes out: C'est moi, c'est moi, I'm forced to exist � Is that Freudian or what? Talk about your existential angst. � |