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Have a good one!

It came across as condescending to me. The message I drew out of it was, "You bit off more than you can chew and you will need help, little buddy." At any rate, I dislike both McCain and Obama, but the better man won.

I actually just switched from using Hotmail to using Gmail, though I switched because I didn't like the new layout of the former.

I laughed.

I say just keep her inside. If humans can adjust to lifestyle changes, so can domestic cats.

I can't prove or disprove the pictures, but I do believe in spirits.

I speak French, and now I want to know what languages macrorules speaks.

Lifetime. My brother, who lives with me, watches The History Channel too much for the sake of yelling at it. He's odd, to put it lightly.

I saw Kindergarten Cop the other day and loved it. I hate how the ending is, well, the ending, but I loved it nonetheless. I'm trying to watch The Waterboy, but I don't like it. Too cheesy for even me.

It wasn't so bad. I liked it well enough, though many of the relationships were stereotypical.

Country music is my favorite genre, actually.

Ralph Nader.

I could fit right in with the people of your neighborhood! Where in the world do you live? I've always felt like a freak of nature because most people are the direct opposite of this. I have Triple-X syndrome, which is a genetic disorder. I have 47 chromosomes instead of the usual 46, that extra chromosome being an extra X. The politically incorrect term is "Superfemale," which I think sounds strange because it makes me think of superheroes. Superheroes us ladies are not. Anyway, social impairment is among the symptoms. That's not to say I'm shy. Matter of fact, I've never been able to fully wrap my mind around shyness. At times, I can be overly extroverted to the point of irritating. But there is a clear difference between being social and having social skills. I'm stupidly blunt without meaning to be, and often unaware of how I come across. I have plenty of friends and do have a social life, but ask any one of my friends about me and they'll tell you I'm a strange one.

I didn't talk until I was fifteen months old. The first thing I said was the alphabet. However, I was walking long before I was talking.