tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80394812011-04-21T15:48:56.655-04:00Much ado about nothing.Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.comBlogger4601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1147064607914895322006-05-08T01:01:00.000-04:002006-08-08T19:26:43.896-04:00

Okay, folks. I have hit the point where I feel that the blog is in "good enough" condition that I can stop posting here. Please point your bookmarks/bloglines to: http://siryn-song.info. Thank you very much. It is still under construction and some work needs to be done to update links, but it's functioning and there will still be changes to the look as time goes on. But let's get this baby

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1146975257635551332006-05-07T00:12:00.000-04:002006-05-07T00:14:17.646-04:00

54 more posts to skim and categorize. God, it's good, but man... it's so tiring. I just needed to stop. I started tinkering with ideas for the template, but I may just throw it up once the categories are done and just mess with the template later. It's funny to look at the categories... I am not even sure I'm categorizing everything in a consistent fashion. Maybe that's because I'm trying to

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1146546950068238352006-05-02T01:13:00.000-04:002006-05-02T01:15:50.083-04:00

I'm using WordPress for my new blogging software. It's very powerful in that it does everything that Blogger does, but you have a finer level of control over the parts of your blog, if you're savvy enough (or intuitive enough, or dedicated enough) to use something beyond the simplest of interfaces. Something that is very time consuming that is taking up my time is categorization of posts.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1146385968054100542006-04-30T04:29:00.000-04:002006-04-30T04:34:07.293-04:00

It's a lot of work that needs to be done, because there are over 450 posts and a lot of template editing that needs to take place. It's finally working; I was getting some strange errors before once this blog was imported. I'm not going to include the transitional posts unless something really juicy comes up and I think it's worth importing. I may go back and continue fucking with these guys (

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1146205163080431192006-04-28T02:18:00.000-04:002006-04-28T02:19:23.083-04:00

I am currently working on switching over my blog. My old template was jacked and I didn't back it up. Whatever. Either way, everything is under construction. Please be patient.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1146113961662910322006-04-27T00:59:00.000-04:002006-04-28T00:26:31.196-04:00

The funny thing about some men (not all) is just how desperate they can be. And they think women are psycho? The posting actually got flagged and removed by the CL community. Smart! But not before some guys responded. Check it:#1. No picture. Just a question. "Are you interested in black guys?" #2. No picture. Weird username with "luve" in it. Obviously not valedictorian of his class.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1146031008759141112006-04-26T01:54:00.000-04:002006-04-28T00:26:51.290-04:00

Evil, yes, I know. But curiosity is killing this cat, so I decided to have a little fun on CL. I posted the following:Sallie Mae is a bitch. Any generou$ guy$ out there? - 28 Looking for a relationship of convenience. You help me get past the rising interest rates, and I'll help you ...rise. Brunette, long hair, 5'6", brown eyes, full lips, not BBW - a slim 8 - like thongs and high heels.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1145851076926170642006-04-23T23:55:00.000-04:002006-04-24T00:15:51.586-04:00

I went to the New York International Auto Show today at the Jacob Javits Center. It was fun - all the beautiful cars, it was like being in a very expensive candy shop. Some very surprising entries in there. I wish I had a camera - mine is on the fritz!! Of them all, if money was no object, I would get myself a Jaguar XK. Holy cow that car is sleek and sexy. Puts a new spin on the term '

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1145332428826608062006-04-17T23:52:00.000-04:002006-04-17T23:53:51.886-04:00

Austin Powers is a great character. Funny as crap most times. And sooo easy to spoof. But this isn't about Austin. It's about the various ways I perceive guys as being "cute." You see, tonight I had dinner with Caramba. He's not offensive-looking at all. And in some ways, he's kinda cute. He's growing on me. But he hasn't risen to the level of making me absolutely randy, if you know what

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1145251552328468212006-04-17T01:21:00.000-04:002006-04-17T01:32:42.406-04:00

I bought the album on iTunes from my favorite reality show runner up ever, Marty Casey (from Rockstar: INXS), and his band, the Lovehammers. It's kind of a greatest hits compilation of the stuff they've done in the last ten years. God, that's good stuff. Not a single track sucks. Some very very good tracks, including Clouds, Rain on the Brain, a reworked Trees, Clinic, and Casualty. Just too

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1145246697239609442006-04-16T23:49:00.000-04:002006-04-17T00:04:57.310-04:00

Sometimes that is very, very true. I'm in the process of trying to set up a new web host for this blog. I found a free website host with ample space. I bought a new domain. I got Word Press for my blog software, as I like its power and I'm geeky enough to deal with its intricacies. The problem? The host sucks. For most of the weekend, the nameservers were down. Now that it's up and I can

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1144728039222173472006-04-10T23:59:00.000-04:002006-04-11T00:00:39.300-04:00

Pssst. Come closer. I have a secret to tell you. I know this might be shocking, but brace yourself... There is no such thing as a Black Girl's Guide to Sex. Black women do not have some guide book, written or unwritten, about how to please a man that is any different from white women or women of other ethnicities. At least, there is no material exclusive to them that isn't readily

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1144726780483813452006-04-10T23:38:00.000-04:002006-04-10T23:39:40.500-04:00

My desktop computer is unstable again. I think it's my hard drive. But my desktop is on the fritz again, giving me massive blue screens of death. I've toyed with the RAM. A friend suggested that it might be the hard drive. I refused to believe, until I finally noticed that sometimes the damn thing wouldn't access the hard drive. It just wasn't thinking. I hope that that's all... because

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1144209513921536202006-04-04T23:57:00.000-04:002006-04-04T23:58:35.343-04:00

My CL ad at least makes for some funny stories. The guy with 6 different email addresses that wrote this funny but sad series of letters apparently went diving back into the archives of one of his 6 email accounts to see if I'd want to go get a drink with him. It's the one account where he actually sounded normal. Something in me just snapped. Witness:HIM: hey how is your week going? wanna do

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1144116360390151532006-04-03T22:04:00.000-04:002006-04-03T22:06:00.410-04:00

I am now a member of the DC Bar. I've got two jurisdictions under my belt, and some flexibility for the future. Although at this point in time, I'm not ready to go back to DC... but I would if I felt that the job there was a push forward in my development. It's all about moving forward, not backward. I don't want to beat a hasty retreat. All this driving is making me tired again. I don't

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1143782882302840482006-03-31T00:26:00.000-05:002006-03-31T00:28:46.870-05:00

I learned of a place that makes killer mojitos. A club called Tao in midtown, not far from where I work. Pricey as hell - so not worth the cost. But damn, those things were good... and a slice of sugar cane too, for stirring (and munching). Yum. I felt like such an alien at first, when I moved here. I couldn't get a Yuengling at the bar in our building, and I couldn't get a mojito either.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1143697327768226682006-03-30T00:40:00.000-05:002006-03-30T11:22:37.853-05:00

I have started dabbling in downloads for Nanita. I love the freedom of buying only one song at a time. As much as I find Britney Spears distasteful, I like Toxic because it's good to dance to. I lay the credit at the feet of Cathy Dennis (formerly of D-Mob... hm, am I dating myself here?) rather than Britney, because the track is hot. A little dance music, a little rock, a little hip hop...

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1143608046763693572006-03-28T23:52:00.000-05:002006-03-28T23:57:15.226-05:00

That's all, really. Things have been going on but I've not talked about them because, well, I don't want to. There's news, but no introspection to go with it. Or commentary that I'm just not ready to make yet... stuff that is percolating and might find voice later. I have hit a somber period and for once, I've just shut up about it. For no reason in particular, I feel Sheryl Crow resonating

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1143175789722408332006-03-23T23:48:00.000-05:002006-03-23T23:49:49.843-05:00

... eh. Cute teacher is not so cute. He's downgraded to tolerable. That's what you get when you get fuzzy pictures. He's also not as tall as I thought, but he is about my height in heels. Upbeat personality, though. We'll see... may go out again. Lowering standards is a bitch, but good things come in unusual packages sometimes. So I'll give it a shot.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1143091529525324272006-03-23T00:24:00.000-05:002006-03-23T00:25:29.550-05:00

A friend of mine from DC was up here and invited me to this party downtown. It was a great party! Open bar for 2 hours, a little food, plenty of good looking men... and hell, I even got to dance a little. I feel on top of the world. I was only a little bit lit - that's what wine on an empty stomach will do to ya! I hit my wall after about 2 1/2 glasses. I exchanged business cards with a few

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1143003631354324942006-03-21T23:59:00.000-05:002006-03-22T00:00:31.476-05:00

Bustin' Up: I got an email from the doctoral guy, after I had called and emailed (which he blew off) explaining that things weren't going to work. He had it in mind to be more than activity partners and that the distance (because I don't live in the city) was going to make it too hard and he wasn't attracted enough to deal. I agree. I appreciated his honesty and maturity, and I wished him

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1142867689658226212006-03-20T10:14:00.000-05:002006-03-20T10:14:50.583-05:00

I won't gush about how "I'm glad I started things back up with an e-mail" or anything like that. Well, not yet anyway. But I decided to reach back after one guy who seemingly got away. Turns out that we may yet just meet up this weekend for drinks. It would have been a shame to let this one slip away without meeting, so for now I'll say that I'm glad I started things back up with an e-mail.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1142828876960135322006-03-19T23:26:00.000-05:002006-03-19T23:28:22.736-05:00

I suppose I should explain more. So I met Caramba on Friday. It was nice, but: Short. But you knew that already. Not terribly attracted, but he has tolerable looks. Didn't feel that spark.We had a great dining experience at the Jamaican place. It was nice talking to him and he's a thoughtful guy. I would like to hang out again, but not because I want to hook up - because I sincerely want to

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1142822902039186162006-03-19T21:47:00.000-05:002006-03-19T21:48:22.060-05:00

I think so. I won't call time of death until I'm sure that this experiment has garnered 0 - friends or otherwise. Back to the drawing board... maybe a different approach? We'll see. No rush, though.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1142627465348221242006-03-17T15:30:00.000-05:002006-03-17T15:31:05.350-05:00

I like this one. Not only is he a night owl like me, funny, intelligent, and down to earth, he is also fairly thoughtful. He picked a place that serves Jamaican food (yeah!) for dinner tonight after a lengthy discussion about food, and I had told him that I like Jamaican food (natch). He's never really had it, so it will be a new experience for him. I like this one. Hopefully I can hold on

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1142569016917222162006-03-16T23:15:00.000-05:002006-03-16T23:18:34.186-05:00

You know who was driving the late train tonight. I thought that they had shifted his schedule, but maybe I was wrong. Maybe he was just filling in for someone else on another time slot, or maybe he took a few days off. I'm not sure if he saw me. I think he may have at one point, but I can't be sure. He wasn't sitting in the driver's seat when I boarded the train, but I saw the tell-tale

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1142483119618733452006-03-15T23:24:00.000-05:002006-03-15T23:45:38.003-05:00

I have one guy that I enjoy talking to, and puts a little energy into talking to me. We email back and forth a bit, and talk on the phone, but have not met. I still don't know what he looks like. This is the guy that is going to brush up my Spanish. I'm going to talk to him later tonight. :) I met another one last week, the super smart doctorate guy. He's very nice and likes bikes. He has

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1142478191177384662006-03-15T22:02:00.000-05:002006-03-15T22:03:11.210-05:00

I love George Michael. Rather, I used to. I used to find him incredibly sexy and talented. He was the only man with a beard that I found attractive. Well, he was 1 of 2. Commander Riker, Number One on Star Trek: The Next Generation was the other man. Yeah, I'm a schmaltzy geek. But poor George - his best years are truly behind him. He needs to catch some of Mariah Carey's second wind. I

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141707149511202832006-03-06T23:51:00.000-05:002006-03-06T23:56:56.126-05:00

Here I am, on the cusp of 2 weeks of this ad. I have a small handful of people that I'm talking to. I have had 3 very pleasant conversations in the last 3 days. I don't know what 2 of them look like. Also add 1 more guy, whom I haven't been able to complete a good conversation with due to technical/time issues... I'm going to let him down over the phone. I answered his ad, but I'm not

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141660692341512412006-03-06T10:54:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:58:13.683-05:00

If there is one thing I can say about Jean Claude Paul, it's that he's persistent. Check it:Have you really decided to dis me or you are just taking your time to respond? You think i am a sex pervert, right. I am not; i'm one of the sweetest guys you will ever meet and i could make you the happiest you've ever been. Waiting to hear from you.Honestly, I don't think that he's some perv. I just

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141450914189776662006-03-03T23:55:00.000-05:002006-03-16T23:24:39.233-05:00

At the request of the esteemed AUA, I have condensed this drama into a single post for posterity. Marvel at the wonders (or horrors) of online dating. Enjoy! Siryn Interactive: Count the Flags!Tuesday, February 28, 2006 11:15 p.m.Let's play a game. See how many red flags you can spot in this exchange! Let's start from the top:From: Jean Claude Paul (This is probably a fake/club name,

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141446748011251362006-03-03T23:31:00.000-05:002006-03-03T23:32:28.100-05:00

So here's the lowdown: I got around 50 responses. Low, but consider this: I posted "no sex" and that I was mixed, so people looking for SWFs wouldn't waste my time, although I'm sure some still did. I also answered an ad or two looking for Christian women. I'm at the phone stage with a handful, that I'm going to call on my long road trip to keep me company. Some I know I'm going to reject.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141371189223082882006-03-03T02:32:00.000-05:002006-03-03T02:43:22.086-05:00

I was surfing probably the most controversial DC blog and ran across an old post of his where he linked to this site called NoMarriage.com. Wow, that thing was offensive - basically it says that American men should marry foreign wives because modern Western women are selfish princesses. I find it important to read shit like this because it's important to understand the minds of men, and there

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141334958561050362006-03-02T16:28:00.000-05:002006-03-02T16:29:18.563-05:00

This carousel just won't stop.You sure sound like a tough woman and that's my kind of girl. i still think you are being unrealistic but since you don't want to discuss it, i won't. Other than the sex portion of my email, don't you have any questions for me or something? Why don't we do it your way; let's be friends and then we will see where it goes from there. How about that? JeanNow I really

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141280904074964012006-03-02T01:27:00.000-05:002006-03-02T01:28:24.123-05:00

I wish I had the heart to use the rapier wit you guys showed. I need to let loose sometimes and just have at some of these guys. Prepare to yawn. I responded:I don't even know where to begin. What part of "no sex" did you not understand? We can't have this discussion because we will be talking past each other. People who do not share the same values can't have a discussion that is going to

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141186688223468512006-02-28T23:15:00.000-05:002006-02-28T23:18:08.316-05:00

Let's play a game. See how many red flags you can spot in this exchange! Let's start from the top:From: Jean Claude Paul (This is probably a fake/club name, because it's too fruity to be true.) Subject: hi Hi there, So you're looking for a friend to hang out with? Or is that what you're really looking for? Let me see .... you're 31 and obviously you don't have a boyfriend. You're educated

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141107491166209432006-02-28T01:16:00.000-05:002006-02-28T01:18:57.913-05:00

Met up with one of the responding guys tonight. 41, attorney - good conversational skills. But he's not someone I can see myself with in a romantic way. While Father Time has not been abusive, he hasn't been a sugar daddy. I mean, the engineer was far hotter, and was 2 years older than this dude. I truly enjoyed conversing with him, though, and I'd like to stay in touch and hang out on

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1141016673834836062006-02-27T00:05:00.000-05:002006-02-27T00:04:33.850-05:00

Okay, I did receive confirmation that the control freak dude is the same guy asking for the 200 word essay, and is the same as the seemingly nice guy that had written to me earlier. Holy F. And to make it worse, that joker wrote back again today with yet another email address!! I thought he was good-looking at first but as Chase aptly pointed out, ugly on the inside, ugly on the outside! And

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1140942883156800292006-02-26T03:22:00.000-05:002006-02-26T03:34:43.170-05:00

...that this could be so difficult? Cute and seemingly nice guys? Disappear into ether. Trying to meet up? Difficult as hell. I don't recommend a Starbucks, as they are quite possibly THE most generic place on earth to try to meet, especially in NYC. The Friday meetup was a big FUBAR. Will have to try again. Talked on the phone with this one guy today who seemed nice, worked on trying to

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1140810274438989962006-02-24T14:44:00.000-05:002006-02-24T14:46:08.170-05:00

I think the same guy wrote back AGAIN, but with another email address. This is sick. I don't have confirmation, but the tone and style just tell me it's the same tool.I hate BS and I dont like to waste time. I hope you hate BS just as much. We will exchange pics. (You will send me yours first, and then I will send you mind). We make sure we like each others pictures. So make sure its a clear

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1140809867736908932006-02-24T14:33:00.000-05:002006-02-24T14:38:28.240-05:00

...this funny little tool wrote to me and apparently a number of women that we should send pictures and write a 200 word essay as to why we are worthy of being selected to go out with him for drinks.Hey If you want to go out for a drink with me today, send me a couple of clear pictures of yourself and tell me in one paragraph (less than 200 words) why I should pick you. If you dont get selected

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1140756398663944562006-02-23T23:47:00.000-05:002006-02-23T23:46:38.676-05:00

More emails, a meet-up scheduled at a Starbucks with this somewhat cute blonde, and trying to reply to a wave of people. More older guys, 1 was 48! No, man, that's not even 10 years younger than my parents. But if he's nice, I might hook him up with my roommate! Hehe. But this is a little exhausting. And some people really are just not interesting.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1140672157960082532006-02-23T00:20:00.000-05:002006-02-23T00:22:38.026-05:00

Okay, so in the last 24 or so hours, I got far more responses than I thought I would. It's amazing what comes into your box when you indicate that you are trying to open your mind a little. Some of these guys are delusional. One guy wrote that he's cute, but when I saw the picture, I had to wonder: to whom? Father Time was an abusive dad to this dude! I just couldn't see myself going out

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1140591298360717922006-02-22T01:54:00.000-05:002006-02-22T01:54:58.373-05:00

I decided to lose my mind and post an ad on CL. I decided that I'm too restrictive upon myself, and that I should just get out there and date - and really open my mind up to something new. I am genuinely surprised to see that I got any responses, since I put it out there up front: No sex. It didn't take long, but I have a few emails to sift through and respond to. I do want to respond to all

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1140396601953733062006-02-19T19:47:00.000-05:002006-02-19T19:50:02.020-05:00

I used to love Ally McBeal, until it got to the point where I preferred watching the people around her, instead of her. And then not long afterward, I couldn't stand many of them too. For a while, some of the things Ally was going through was really resonating with me. It felt like she had some shadow of my life. But then she fell off the edge and swam right into abject lunacy. Way too

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So I was supposed to get out of dodge this weekend... well guess whose dumb ass missed her plane, when the rest of the flights out of this godforsaken town are overbooked? So now I'm rescheduling to next month, but I'm so incredibly irritated with myself. Granted, I could use a weekend to just sleep, but still...! At least I can take care of some stuff now, like my freakin' car which won't

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No, I didn't spend my Valentine's Day getting getting cream of Sum Yung Gai. Once I went home, I went to the gym and worked up a sweat on the elliptical. This thought came to me as I was heading home from work today: love is best shown with a little sweat. Of course, if it's the kind earned through romantic endeavors, it's tremendously sweet and intoxicating. But if you're flying solo, why

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So I open up my browser and the home page says this: Daily Horoscope for Scorpio - 02/13/2006 If anyone is notoriously not fond of attention, it's you. In fact, you tend to avoid anything that even remotely resembles the spotlight. At the moment, that may be tough to do, however, since someone who loves you may be planning a Valentine's Day surprise. Oh, well. Relax. You may end up liking

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So we got some crazy-ass amount of snow yesterday that lasted overnight. Up north where I live, it's not as bad. Usually, we get it worse, but this time the city took the brunt of it all with a record 26.9" of snow. Yikes! We expected to get at least 10". We got maybe 16" or more. Here are some photos of our deck, to illustrate just how deep the snow was: I should take a ruler and measure

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I bought myself an iPod nano today. Black, 4GB. The purchase was a little impulsive. I was driving by Best Buy and it whispered to me to come buy it, since I'd been wanting one since Christmas. That, plus the whole thing with the engineer has left me in a bit of a funk and so shopping for it was a little theraputic. I am disappointed that Apple insists on making you use white earbuds and

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In pondering the age old question, I think I understand a little bit of why men and women can't be friends (that is, so long as they are not attracted to each other, happily paired up with others, or one of them is dead). Palpable connections are often too electric to control. I mean, I think about the engineer and I still want him. As my bloggy buddy Velvet says, "I want to do very very very

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1139460421340521052006-02-08T23:47:00.000-05:002006-02-09T00:29:18.266-05:00

Okay, maybe we DON'T have a date on Sunday. Aaaaaaaaaauuuuuuggggghhh!!! It's now awkward, and the whole let's be friends thing... well, he's never tried it before and I now doubt it could work. The answer to the age old question is probably still a resounding no. So now what? Delete the number? Sit somewhere else if I catch his train? This just sucks. Anyone need a heart or some ovaries?

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He had to go and do it... He brought up the subject of religion, and we had a very candid conversation. I was hoping to put it off; the pessimist/realist in me anticipated disappointment and I liked him enough that I was willing to stave off that conversation, and hence the eventual disappointment, for a while. He confirmed what I didn't want to hear: we are not on the same page. God, I wish

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1139289246650107832006-02-07T00:12:00.000-05:002006-02-07T00:14:06.693-05:00

So my stupid ass decided to try eHarmony again a couple of weeks ago... but forgot to cancel in time. d'oh!! Anyway, so this match came into my box not too long after, and he just sits there. At first, he had no photos. Later on, he added photos. I wasn't impressed. I still let it sit there anyway - if he's interested, and feels like he's done with his profile, he'll say something, right?

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The date went well. Dinner was nice, but the company was nicer. :) We went to KumGangSan, a Korean and Japanese place. We had sashimi as well as authentic Korean food - kalbi (barbecued beef short ribs), and barbecued shrimp. It's marinated in a Korean sauce. It was a cultural experience, as he had never had the kalbi before and I got to show him how it's eaten. There was also a wide range

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So I've been talking to my favorite engineer (he's not a conductor - conductors run the doors, he just drives the train). He's a good guy, very compassionate about people. I walked onto the train the other day, and he was making friendly conversation with a handicapped lady in a wheelchair. Tonight, another little boy wanted to have the best view on the train, and he encouraged the kid to come

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1138688390763473692006-01-31T01:19:00.000-05:002006-01-31T01:19:50.763-05:00

So we get to see even more of just what a heck of a job Brownie did, by screwing up with the resources offered by the Department of the Interior. Hundreds of people and resources squandered due to Brownie & Friends' bumbling. Would that Katrina would exact her revenge on the Republican Party this fall...

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1138580810876566842006-01-29T19:27:00.000-05:002006-01-29T19:26:50.996-05:00

Please. The argument that Saddam Hussein can't get a fair trial because he won't sit down, shut up, and play by the Iraqi court's rules is utter hogwash. He is the reason he can't get a fair trial. Does anyone in the world think that Saddam Hussein is going to sit quietly in any court of law and therefore get a "fair trial"? Even if you changed the venue to the Hague, does anyone

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The lovely Chase tipped us off a couple of weeks ago about a movie coming out soon, Something New. The movie is about a professional black woman finding love with a man outside her race. For once, a credible, big market romantic comedy has a black woman in the lead role. Wow! The lead character is played by the lovely Sanaa Lathan, and her beau is played by sexy Aussie Simon Baker, probably

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Worked late again tonight and caught a late train. My favorite conductor was there again to drive me home. He's still as nice as ever. And even better? He's got game. He asked me to go to dinner with him sometime. I expected this, but I wasn't expecting it this quickly. But hey... he's good. He played it down a bit, which gave me room to waffle. I did waffle. He's not my usual 'type.'

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Chancellor Palpatine/Darth Sidious: I know what has been troubling you . . . Listen to me. Don't continue to be a pawn of the Jedi Council! Ever since I've known you, you've been searching for a life greater than that of an ordinary Jedi . . . a life of significance, of conscience. Anakin Skywalker: You’re wrong! Sidious: Are you going to kill me? Anakin: I would certainly like to. Sidious:

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In my 31 years, I have done a lot of things. Looking back, my life isn't so terribly boring, but it feels that way to me when things are routine. 2 degrees, 7 years of advanced schooling, 5 years in the Army, 2 careers. I had a date with 2 political men - 1 real, 1 poseur (the random CL dude - but that wasn't even a real date!). The real political man is now the lieutenant governor of his

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My mind is struggling to stay wrapped around a 20+ page motion for summary judgment on three different labor law statutes and asking for contractual indemnity. I can barely see, and ADHD continues to creep at the sidelines, making the experience that much harder because it's prolonging my pain. I have something I'm mulling over in my head but I'll get to it later. No, it's not another

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I am somewhat envious of Susan Mayer (Teri Hatcher's character on Desperate Housewives). Susan gets all the really hot men. Now Gabrielle's gardening boy (John, played by Jesse Metcalfe) was smokin' hot, but he's too young. Susan gets all the good looking MEN. I loved James Denton in Philly and he's even hotter here as Mike Delfino. And now she's got Dr. Ron, played by Jay Harrington. Good

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1137651724465262162006-01-19T01:09:00.000-05:002006-01-19T01:22:04.476-05:00

No, this isn't another long, self-deprecating confession. I think we are both tired of those, yes? The power was out today, almost all day. It cut out just before I left this morning around 8 am and didn't come back until about midnight. We had some major windy weather that downed trees and power lines, and made absolute mayhem today. Trains were not running by the time I had parked and

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...is most certainly NOT an aphrodisiac.I'M NOT RICH...BUT I CAN PAY 300$ FOR RENT Date: 2006-01-17, 10:28AM EST hi,i'm straight,single,handsome,student,i like sex ,i can sex everyday,i'm 5 feet 9 inch,i come here 1 year ago for high education,my english isn't perfect,i don't have a family here,i'm alone,i'm legal and i have nice body...i'm looking for a woman,i can be live with her,she must

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1137473195841305832006-01-16T23:31:00.000-05:002006-01-16T23:46:35.886-05:00

I know that I really need to. Some days are better than others, of course. I haven't really felt a part of anything and I guess I'm just tired of feeling that way. Too much backstory to share right now, but whatever... driving onward... Today was okay. A lot of reading to get caught up on the cases I now "own." I am not looking forward to the nightmarish claims adjuster that everyone dreads

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1137472282423735062006-01-16T23:29:00.000-05:002006-01-16T23:31:22.436-05:00

This ought to make you feel better about yourself, no matter how down you may feel. I am not this desperate. Thanks, unknown desperate dude.

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1137316403762847772006-01-15T04:13:00.000-05:002006-01-15T04:13:23.876-05:00

This topic has been on my mind for some time now, but it has been percolating so that I could come up with the right words to convey how I feel. But truly, the title says it all - I feel invisible. I feel like, by and large, I don't matter. That I truly am worth more dead than alive, and many times lately I have felt more dead than alive. It's the loneliness, really. Rather, it's the

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1137312544512379122006-01-15T03:09:00.000-05:002006-01-15T03:10:21.416-05:00

So I woke up late and almost missed the Survivor casting call. I made it, though, but I had to drive. I think my video sucked, however. That's what I get for being overly excited about being there and being so f'in late. My shpiel was not polished. Oh well. My fault. Maybe next time. But hey, I won't lose all hope just yet. I mean, stranger things have happened... And when I got home,

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1137128958027559762006-01-13T00:07:00.000-05:002006-01-13T00:09:18.026-05:00

A few of you need to ensure that your Atom feeds are on... Sharkbait (ooh ha ha!) Darrell Josophist. I would like to know from checking bloglines if you've updated or not. Thankyaverymuch.

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I got 6 cases handed to me today. Woo! I now have to go into the files and take a look at them. They might be starting from scratch... but I doubt it. Scratch would be nice - I wouldn't have to worry about someone fucking things up and making me miss a deadline, or having missed a deadline. But beggars can't be choosers right now, and I'll take what I can get. I'll probably be working this

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I was only mildly surprised to hear that Angelina Jolie is pregnant with Brad Pitt's baby. Timing's right, I suppose, if you wonder just a little bit about how Brad reacted to the finalization of his divorce from Jennifer Aniston. My guess is that he had a pretty damned good time. Apparently, so did one of his swimmers. heh. So Brad now is getting pretty much an insta-family. You wanted it,

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1136953951320694952006-01-10T23:31:00.000-05:002006-01-10T23:39:02.450-05:00

Looks like my first few cases will be coming my way soon. Talked to one of the partners and he brought up the fact that a few cases need re-assigning since we have had some personnel changes. That, plus I have a big goose egg for cases. He asked if I was willing to take some. I enthusiastically said YES! Well, not quite like that, but you get the idea. So some of the billing should come a

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1136874021895170762006-01-10T01:20:00.000-05:002006-01-10T01:20:35.106-05:00

...emerges this little diamond. Bravo, CL dude. I heart you.Advice for Women...(seriously) - 33 Date: 2006-01-09, 10:27PM EST I hear that there are many young, attractive and single women in the city that can't seem to find a guy. Well, after a fair amount of time both searching for these women and thinking about a possible resolution, I came up with a few things to help along this process of

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1136870657095376632006-01-10T00:22:00.000-05:002006-01-10T00:24:17.153-05:00

I am blessed to have crossed Darrell's blog, which he just started. It is powerful stuff, dealing with a loved one who suffered a brain injury while playing football. My heart breaks and a piece of me cries inside to read it. There will be more, other stuff, I'm sure - more about his life. But right now, I'm riveted to my screen because it hits home a little too hard. Even though the injury

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1136789758216428452006-01-09T01:53:00.000-05:002006-01-09T02:00:39.580-05:00

I decided the other day to indulge Dan and chat a little bit over IM. I do have a thing about my blogging anonymity that is a little odd and doesn't always make sense, even to me. You see, I'm conscious of the fact that I have written a lot of shit about my old boss, who I not-so-lovingly refer to as the 'dirty clown.' So, while very few in the blogging community know who I am, most of those

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1136702175215507702006-01-08T01:33:00.000-05:002006-01-08T01:38:19.256-05:00

This makes it twice in one week that I've been stood up. What. The. Fuck? I went to work late, having rolled out of bed late and then decided to take a long shower and wash my hair. I took my sweet time getting out of the house, and ended up catching a relatively late train down to the city. I decided to post an ad on CL's strictly platonic section for a late dinner - could have been with a

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...has dropped on the dirty clown, my former boss. I got out just in time. I don't want to say too much, but the firm as we have known it is over. He is on the run, figuratively speaking. Once I found out, I called all my friends that used to work for him to let them know. I called my family. I was a little giddy. I could almost hear Bar Counsel saying, 'Gotcha, Bitch!' My mother said to

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1136527313513381822006-01-06T01:01:00.000-05:002006-01-06T01:01:53.526-05:00

My brother had surgery yesterday to remove the majority of his new tumor. He is healing really well.. so much so that they want to send him home in the morning! It's nuts. It makes me glad but also nervous, since they just opened his head! So we'll see... my folks are very excited, things looked good... may go back to Mexico... we'll see! Stay tuned.

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It ultimately isn't for me. And I'm going to be fair, it can be a great thing. But I'm too picky and too religious to use it successfully. Religion is a very important part of my life, and while I have my own issues which you see on display, at my core I love and trust my God to provide for me, no matter how frustrated I feel at any given time. My frustrations get balanced out by the peace

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1136440939277060862006-01-05T01:02:00.000-05:002006-01-05T01:03:39.886-05:00

The whole men begging for sex thing on CL makes me wonder: why do these men think that they are above getting a whore? Especially those who want to pay people (usually underage or college girls) to be with them? I mean, really. You are two clicks away from the Erotic Services section where you can buy the "girlfriend experience." This one guy on NY CL is offering to pay $1500 a month to

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1136437491714412152006-01-04T23:59:00.000-05:002006-01-05T00:04:51.730-05:00

I think I've had one too many balding older men wink at me. I deleted my account on Match.com. Yay!! But the bastards won't indulge me by truly deleting the account. My profile is "hidden" and I could still receive mail from members if they tried. It'll stay this way for a year. In the meanwhile I can log back in and start things up again where I left off. No, thanks. I am done with

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Oh, get this post from some married guy here in NY looking for a mistress:Married Man Seeks SALVATION through Sin Date: 2006-01-03, 1:42PM EST So I am married, yes, think what you will, but I am putting it right up front. I could bore you with the usual sob stories, the "she doesnt get me" garbage. Truth be told, I love my wife, have no intention of leaving her. Trouble is, she was never quite

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When I went home around Thanksgiving, I was with my folks on the way out and we were listening to the radio. My folks listen to a lot of Christian radio, and I grew up listening to it. This woman came on and started touting this book about sexual purity for girls. I got a little bit pissed. What about books about purity for boys? Why is the onus always on women to stay "pure"? Funnily

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New Year's sucked, but not for trying. Why? Because men suck. I looked incredible, and it was so wasted. This one guy - cute, a doctor - had no balls and couldn't make a fucking decision about whether or not he wanted to meet in person. Um, dumbass, you posted an ad! Apparently he was just feeling things out. Well, his indecision led me to scramble for alternate plans. He then said he'd

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It's snowing again. Not literally - I'm talking about all the flakes that I have to deal with in trying to get this darn New Year's thing straight! I swear, I was super non-productive today because I couldn't get anyone to commit to going out. I suppose I don't blame people, trying to shop around for a "better deal" but geez.... time is running out. I had some interesting prospects, but one

Sirynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182070117669304520noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039481.post-1135922342927692122005-12-30T00:57:00.000-05:002005-12-30T00:59:02.926-05:00

I re-activated my match.com subscription. They stopped allowing you to read the emails, and curiosity was killing the cat. I'm going to kill it after the first 3 days, though. I mean, really... I have never really found it to be worth it.

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I mentioned a while back that my brother's brain tumor was growing back and spreading. It's actually growing off on the edge of the old tumor - the old tumor area is clean, except for the new offshoot. It's trying to "run." I suppose this means that, for the most part, the experimental drug was successful but maybe could have been administered better. The drug had to be administered by a

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So on the drive back from my sister's yesterday, I am fishing around for some music. My cheeseball self popped in Bryan Adams' greatest hits album, So Far, So Good that he released over 10 years ago (shit!). Fuck you if you don't like Bryan Adams and want to mock me. Just listen to some of the words and... ...maybe it will conjure up things you used to feel. That happened for me. My

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I have much to blog about for the Christmas holiday. I have been somewhat incommunicado for the past week due to traveling, and there is much to blog about. First, let me wish you all happy holidays, no matter what you celebrate, even if all you celebrate is a little extra sleep. And for the holidays, I wish you all love, unadulterated. Love, in its purest of forms. For me, this was a very

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... for, "fuck me." Figuratively, of course. Today, my annual illness started to kick in. I took some drugs, but still... I felt like I had a temperature at a few points. I was groggy and unhappy. And then some things really went to shit with going to court tomorrow. Thankfully, I won't have to, but some of the attendant circumstances had to be dealt with. And in another case, the motion

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Well, today was a funny day. I figured I'd blog instead of commenting in yesterday's about the fiasco that was today. And tomorrow will be worse. I rode in to work on my usual schedule because my rail line was not directly affected by the strike. But tomorrow it will be close quarters because they will be pulling some train cars off the usual routes to add service in the Bronx. So it's going

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I had nothing to talk about, really, so I was quiet this weekend. I was busy trying to recover from my bouts with ADHD. One of my co-workers did have a little after-work party on Friday at this bar called Social near Times Square. It was nice. It was her birthday the day before, and I hadn't had a drink in... oh okay, so I had 2 mojitos the week before, but I think you know what I mean! I

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I'm just out of it. Day 3 of ADHD. What. The. F!? Today was a bit of hell because a very important deposition set for tomorrow got busted because the other counsel freaked out about the looming transit strike. That made my day very unhappy. Coordinating with these people is such a bitch. I'm losing my patience, but we are (unfortunately) representing the plaintiffs, and you do what you have

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Because as my darling Sethro pointed out, I was suffering from ADHD when writing last night's entry and I forgot to tell you that I got some affirmation when I got my bonus check. They are very happy to have me and are impressed so far with me as a lawyer. I don't take compliments well, so to hear these kinds of things is extremely humbling. My ADHD didn't really go away today. As evidenced

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We got bonuses. Boo-yaa!! I was missed at the office party. That makes me feel better. I had a good hair day today. Apparently, it was very fetching with soft, falling curls today. Of course, only the women actually commented. That's okay, though. Made me feel good. I had massive ADHD today. It'll pass. The deposition from the fourth or fifth level of hell continues tomorrow. Funnnnnn

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If there is anything I can't say about this weekend, it's that it was boring. By far, very not boring! So after Friday's debacle, we got up early on Saturday morning and made our way down to the DC area. We stayed in Bethesda. My roommate and I worked out the driving thing. I had printed out directions to the church and back, and she felt a little more comfortable about driving. Her friends

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Today was a day from the fourth or fifth level of hell. Sure enough, it snowed like a biznitch. I woke up a little late and couldn't make the bus - had to drive to the train station. I had a deposition today at 10 near Wall Street and there is no waiting for the next bus - it skips the next express train, and it would make me super-late. So I put on my beautiful white/gold skirt suit and

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You suck. The Washington Post is actually a hometown newspaper. It's got an Entertainment Section and its holiday section is already filling up with stuff to do beyond wine tastings and restaurants. If I want to know who's doing what for New Year's, I can go to the Post and find it. But you, New York Times? Shame on you with your hoity-toity self. You'd be great if you actually focused a

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