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Fictional Beatrice is in the hospital. This is awesome.

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http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/7488009.stm -- so Google gets court-ordered to divulge a rather lot of data on YouTubers and their viewing habits to Viacom.

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In better news, the first thing that made me cry this morning: They found more of Metropolis. Not all of it. But. I watched the next-most-complete version with myrrhianna in the last few months, and it touched me.

http://www.zeit.de/online/2008/27/metropolis-vorab-englisch?page=1
http://io9.com/5021531/the-first-ever-gynoid-is-now-complete-at-last
http://www.murnau-stiftung.de/en/04-00-00-news.html
http://www.altfg.com/blog/classics/metropolis-lost-scenes-rediscovered/
http://daily.greencine.com/archives/006330.html


Why am I crying today? Well, stressmonkey, part 1. Part 2, JELLYFISH.

My July 4ths!

1980: At 1 month old, I have no memory of this.
1981: Utterly obsessed with strawberries in general.
1982-1994: Records are hazy, although at one point Tay-Tay had an utterly appalling "4th of July suit" that I envied (really tacky red, white, and blue dress). One year a giant Alaskan wildfire, an early one, made everything horribly smoky. Alaska does not go in for (many) fireworks on the 4th, as it is far too bright at this time of year. New Years is the big fireworks holiday. We often spent the day having a cookout with my virtual aunt and the rest of the extended virtual family.
1995: I was at CTY with pyrogenic, et cetera. pyrogenic got lost in search of pickles and ice cream, easalle had fun tormenting the CTYers, and insanity was had by all.
1996: I had been making wedding plans, and had just added a condom to the pouch of significant and useful items that I wore around my neck. (Old imported journal entry is locked.)
1997 & 1998: Nothing recorded. Probably spent with the virtual extended family.
1999: As the night before had involved stress and haying, we didn't spend the day with the virtual extended family. I'd been looking forward to that, and after determining that it would not happen, I elected to minimize the damage by taking a sleeping pill and spending the rest of the day and night asleep. (This was the summer that Shawn got married.) This may have been the night that I went missing over at River's for quite some time instead of going straight home.
2000: Nothing is recorded for this year, but I was engaged to BJ at that time, and also working. Work had a party down at Harding Lake (I think?). The bakery team lead got very drunk. BJ and I had invested in Very Large Squirtguns. There was a fire, so there was a whole lot of smoke. People got dunked in the lake.
2001: Mildly drama-filled visit from Sis's relatives, during which I did a Tarot reading from Sesame Street flash cards for Sis's mom about one of the other relatives (it was spot-on), after which we Went Out and About, which was followed by the LF getting sick.
2002: On a road trip with Aunt-Fayoumis, visiting the Iowa branch of Dad's maternal line. The drunken uncle there is no longer with us, having had a falling-out with a river or something.
2003: I read a lot of fanfic, declared my independence from depression, and went Out and About with the rest of the household.
2004: In Alaska, with the Virtual Family, getting bitten by mosquitoes.
2005: Settling in to my bachelor existence in the studio apartment.
2006: Wow, busy year. Met up with popefelix; offered asylum to hColleen. Massively cleaned house, then watched the fireworks with trystan_laryssa & family. This was the 24-hour move that got hColleen out of the old place and in with me.
2007: Had drunken karaoke with JD. Went to work. Went shopping. Had dinner with hColleen, Myrrh, Rachel, JD, and then watched fireworks. And the same in text instead of private chat logs and pictures.
2008: Goodness only knows, although work and sleep are going to be significant parts of it.

OpenID explained!

So you're friends with this guy Brad, and he knows you pretty well.

Now Tom, who does not know you, is having a party. (Tom's a whore.) It is 21+. And for some gawdawful reason, you want to go (probably because you like the band that's going to be playing).

Tom is checking IDs. You so do not want to show Tom your ID, because he's creepy and you just know that he's going to show up drunk at 3am some night if you let him get your address.

However, since Brad knows you, Brad can vouch for you, and you get in. (And out as soon as possible, because OMG the strobe lights OW.) And you're safe from 3am visits from Tom, unless you caved and gave him your address anyway when he came schmoozing up to you (which you really didn't have to do).


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Daily randomness of Miss Lunatic

• 07:33 Home again, home again, jiggity-jig. #
• 07:34 I must remember to retrieve my tea, as my supervisors had a fit of tidiness and now it's locked in some dark drawer. #
• 10:46 I'm in a weepy mood today. There are still only a very few people allowed within touching range like this. That doesn't hurt now, at least. #
• 10:52 Oh, and there's the other reason I'm in a weepy mood. JELLYFISH. JELLYFISH, I SAY. #
• 11:43 @museumfreak Cohen or Handel? #
• 20:31 Wearing color. I have a red sweater. Also, blue stockings. #

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