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I woke up this morning with the terrible knowledge:
Kirsten Dunst has been horribly, irrevocably overexposed.

And the country will always vote for the most androgynous contender for American/Canadian Idol.

And a winter without hockey is inconceivable.

Everything's coming up babies.

That I have had the names: beyonce knowles and viggo mortensen running through my head for months, and they show no sign of going anywhere.

That getting Julia a bass guitar for her 30th birthday means she can never hang out because she has band practice.

That there is a rat hole in my neighbour's yard and it is nothing like the one in which they found Saddam.












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