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Ok. Note to self:

The next time you allow your stress to affect how you relate to people overly much, I'm going to kick your karmic ass all the way to the Paths of the Dead. Never mind you're not Dragaeran, never mind the Paths are fictional: You. Will. End. Up. There. And then you'll piss off a God and end up with a purple robe.

Sheesh.

In other words, folks: I'm sorry. Genuine sentiments have been masked as sarcastic or snarky bullshit for a little over a week now, and it's begun to irritate even me, so I can't imagine how you all feel.

Friday Five: Because you need to know these things

1. What are your five favorite all time TV shows?

In no real order:

1. Babylon 5
2. Doctor Who
3. Stargate SG-1
4. Battlestar Galactica (New Version)
5. ER (shut up)

2. What five things [do] you want to do before the year is out?

1. Have a week with no deadlines and no work.
2. Swim.
3. Go camping with particular people.

I don't have any more. I mean, other than get married, which is a given. That's .. that's kinda sad.

3. Who are five people (alive, dead, or otherwise) you would want to have dinner with?

J. Michael Straczynski
Anne McCaffrey
Melanie Rawn
Joss Whedon
My mother

4. Where are five places (cities, states, countries, etc.) you would like to visit?

Japan
The UK
China
Ireland
Alaska - I want to see the midnight sun

5. What are your five favorite desserts?

Cheesecake
Strawberries over shortcake, drowned in a bowl of unwhipped cream.
Hot apple pie with Cinnamon sauce (Spice Pie! The Sleeper Must Awaken!)
Snickerdoodles and Milk or Ice Cream
Deep Fried Ice Cream

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Freaking weird.

My last entry was given the icon "The History of war is the history of pain," which has a nice B5 picture.

Sometime between the time I made the post and the time I got home, it mutated into a picture of some guy I don't recognize.

Very very odd.

Perhaps I ought to change my password.