Thursday, April 26, 2007
Apparently they were offended by his comparison of visiting New York City with having intimate relations with Paris Hilton.
Also, he said Fuck. Teehehe. Naughty word...
**I found this on YouTube
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
I was a bit surprised this morning when I woke up alone in bed. No no, he usually leaves for work before I wake up. Its just that I woke up and he wasn't unconscious, or even dead. Turns out, I didn't fly into a homicidal rage and kill him in the night. Surprised? Me too.
No amount of shaking, prodding, loud 'relaxation' music, getting up and turning on the light to take Tylenol PM, yelling, tossing or turning would Make. It. Stop. I finally had to resort to pulling the iPod out of the radio and putting on my headphones.
I had to sleep with headphones on. Do you understand?
I keep telling him to stop sleeping on his side. Not just on his side, but half on his own face. The snoring is horrible, and he is always complaining about his shoulders hurting. Well, duh. Last night I really tried everything to get him to turn onto his back. He was literally immovable. The moment I finally settle in with the headphones? Rolls over on his own and the snoring lowers to a dull wheeze. Clearly he was doing it on purpose, for over an hour, just to piss me off.
Will he see a doctor? No. Is it because we don't have health insurance? NO, we have the benefit of military healthcare, F-R-E-E!* He won't see a doctor because he wants to be pummeled to death in the night. He hasn't said so, but its really the only logical conclusion.
*-ish. We pay our taxes, just like you.
Friday, April 20, 2007
The long and short of it was that someone I know managed to show that he had no respect for me, yet again, but this time it was an insult to the firmness in my belief that the life we live now is the only one we have. That someone like me who has reasoned for themselves that the life we have now is the only one we get, would make a "deathbed" or "battlefield" conversion is a deep and burning insult. That he believes all people cower to god when in fear of their lives makes me sick to know him at all.
I know that he is not a Christian because I have had to apologize for him to our friends on uncountable occasions. Turns out, he just has no respect for anyone at all. My spiritual friends, please do not misunderstand me, I know you to be intelligent and decent people. I would never assume that on your deathbed you would throw away all that you believe. By the same token, I don't expect anyone to assume I would throw away the principles by which I have lived my entire life, out of fear. It would be cowardly and mindless and not at all true to who I am. I certainly never expected that assumption from someone who presumably loves me for my intelligence.
The Myth of the Foxhole Atheist
Thursday, April 19, 2007
I do know that I really appreciate them spraying regularly. This is the first place I have ever lived where I havn't seen a single solitary nasty disgusting roach. Its an amazing feeling to not fear turning on the bathroom light in the middle of the night, or looking/feeling down into the kitchen sink full of dishes. Really, you have no idea, the roaches here in TX come in all sizes. Nasty fuckers.
Long story short, the chemicals don't seem to have much smell, but just to be safe I'm leaving early for class.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
So, there are 2 new birds at PetSmart. One is $1500 and totally out of the question. The other is a lot less and SPUNKY! But I need to research if he is good for apartments, no need to piss off the neighbors (or the spouse, I guess). I'm still torn about the pair of lineolated parakeets, but they are very expensive to buy the pair. Also, there is a pacific fancy parrotlet that is pretty cool, and in a comfortable price range. I've probably started to annoy my friends with the what-bird-will-i-get debate, which has been raging in my head for the last 4 months. I just want to be sure I can take care of them, love them, afford them, and not get kicked out of my apartment. So it goes on.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Then we drove the rest of the way to
Dinner at SushiZushi was good. We over-ate big time. You wouldn't believe how much we miss the taste of a good
Oh, and then this morning we headed over to the Botanical Gardens to take lots of pictures of pretty flowers. Oh look, pretty flower! I need 5 pictures of it! It's a compulsion. I'll try to post them, but I'm too tired to crop and sharpen too many today, so here's a selection.
Afterwards, we drove around downtown like crazy people trying to find a place to park so we could walk around like crazy people trying to find the mall so we could walk around like starving people and be picky about what restaurant to eat at because we hadn't had anything but very good hotel coffee all day. Whew. It was not fun. We ate nothing good and bought nothing interesting except bottles of Japanese melon soda. We like it, it is not baby drink. So there.
So I still feel all sick from the heavy meal I had today, even though I didn't have anything else. I've had 5 Maalox tablets. Mmm Lemony-Goodness. Still doesn't help though. Oh well.
After we got home today I went to buy an anniversary present for my hubby. I got him a few things. And then I got him something from me to him back to me, which is completely innocent. However, I left it for him in his bathroom, and he has failed to notice it yet. Since he already left for his game, he probably won't notice it until the morning. Oh well. I still have the real gifts stashed away.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
I mentioned the hummingbirds earlier today, cute little inch-long things that I originally mistook for freakishly large bugs. I almost died for a second.
Anyway, they're wonderful, and mightily attracted to the 12-foot tall bush that has been perfuming my house. You may recall.
All day long, I've been hearing these random thunks against the window. Didn't really think anything of it. Didn't connect it with the birds. I'm an idiot sometimes. I've had the blinds and curtains all the way open all day to better enjoy the beautiful day, and the poor little things...
Anyway, I lowered the blinds. I feel so bad.
So, I've spent a pleasant day lounging in the sun, enjoying the flower smell. Watching the hummingbirds, finishing a book, watching Outer Limits. *Sigh.
I had to be at the clinic at 7:30 this morning though. They acted like it was supposed to be an actual physical, but no, just a records review. Waste of time. Not that I minded not having to strip and all, because they kept asking me what this or that meant on my records. Ummm aren't you supposed to know that?? Idiots.
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Release date: By 05 December, 2006
Monday, April 9, 2007
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Plain marshmallow is nasty enough, and is fit to eat only after covered in a thick black crust. Peeps earn no extra love, so they too meet the fire. Law of Marshmallow Nature. Unfortunately, it seems today's peeps are less flammable than I remember, and much less flammable than plain puffs. Odd. The dye must provide some fireproofing protection. Probably causes cancer too. Nasty nasty little beasties. I'm still uploading a few videos of their last moments. It really is moving. And classy.
And I'm out of patience, so I'm posting this without the videos embedded. Just go to my videos and watch them in this order:
Peep Bunny Pron #1
Peep Bunny Pron #2
To the Fire!
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Well there goes that. It took me 2 hours to get Mr. Sleepyhead out of bed this morning, so we could go to the Caverns of Sonora. Its a short 1-hour drive away, and we thought we'd sample the cajun restaurant while we were there. We knew it was cold and rainy, but eh, the caves would be nice inside. About 10 minutes before we left, Sarah checked in to see if we were still going, given the rain and all. Sure we're going!
But as we drove out we understood why she asked. It was sleeting lightly, but we decided to push on. For about 2 minutes. By the time we had turned around to come home it was falling heavily and pushed hard by the wind. It stung my bare arms as I made the trip from car to door.
It is April. In Texas. There was beautiful floral fragrance filling my house the other day. Its supposed to get to 2 inches of snow/sleet accumulation today, with an overnight freeze warning. So here we are, watching Peacekeeper Wars and drinking coffee from T&C.
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Friday, April 6, 2007
Originally Posted: 25 March 2007.
**Update: Sarah sent me some more images from the zoo, and I also added a few from Putt-Put Golf that week. Chow!
I took several videos as well, but they somehow disappeared during copy from my camera. Oh well, they weren't that great. I completely missed the moment that duck scared the crap outta Sarah, or the jaguars playing, or the monkey sliding down his straps. The one video I really wish didn't disappear was the jaguars, they walked right up to the glass and played and huffed and yawned and I got it all. Oh well.
They had hyenas, lions, black bears, and other typical zoo animals that I didn't take pictures of. I tried not to take pictures of just animals, but with one of us in the frame. Interactions and reactions are the best (especially Sarah's, haha) and I can get a picture of just a lion anywhere. Anyway, enjoy the slideshow.
Thursday, April 5, 2007
These recipe ideas are based on the lovely fragrance wafting through my house. This afternoon after school, I walked into the apartment and detected a faint floral scent. At first I thought of my birthday bouquet, but it wilted and I threw it out yesterday. Later, I opened the front room window, and it was wonderful. There's some sort of bush with glossy dark leaves and clusters of fragrant white blooms. I'm inspired to bake something with a floral scent. Not now of course, because I'm trudging through some more Related Rates problems, but soon. Soon, my friends.
Rose-Lemon Glazed Cake
Plus a recipe for candied rose petals. Mmmmm.
Edible Flower Recipes
Has several recipes including: FLORAL LIQUEUR, FLOWER BUTTER(good for making butter cookies!), FLOWER SYRUP...
1/2 cup margarine
1 cup sugar
1 teaspoon lavender leaves
1 1/2 cups flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
Preheat the oven to 375 degrees. Put eggs, margarine, sugar and lavender into blender and run on low until well mixed. Sift flour, baking powder and salt into a mixing bowl. Add other ingredients and stir until well blended. Drop dough a teaspoon at a time onto ungreased cookie sheets. Bake until lightly browned. Blend enough rosewater into the confectioners sugar to make a smooth frosting. Ice the cookies and let them set until frosting is firm.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
[Tyrol is working on Starbuck's captured cylon raider]
Starbuck: What seems to be the trouble, Chief?
Chief Tyrol: Well, your new boyfriend's a bit of a jerk, sir.
Starbuck:: It's a girl.
Chief Tyrol: Well, if you don't mind her goo all over your face, you're welcome to her, sir.
Starbuck: Bitch took my ride!
Starbuck: Permission to speak off the record, sir?
Starbuck: You're a bastard.
Apollo: What's the charge this time?
Starbuck: Striking a superior asshole.
Starbuck: I thought you were dead.
Apollo: I thought you were in hack.
Starbuck: It's good to be wrong.
Apollo: You should be used to that by now.
Starbuck: Everyone's got a skill.
D'anna Biers: You seem to think that your pilots deserve special consideration.
Apollo: Actually, I do. Like everyone else, my pilots have lost their families, their friends, everyone they ever cared about; but on top of that they're asked to put their lives on the line every single day, for a fleet that seems more interested in what they do wrong than in what they do right. They're not asking for your pity, but they damn well deserve your respect.
Col. Saul Tigh: This is a military vessel, we have rumors for every occasion.
Lt. Gaeta: Sir, I'm running every diagnostic we've got. Checking each line of code could take days.
Col. Tigh: I am not interested in excuses. Fix it.
Lt. Gaeta: It's not an excuse, sir. It's a fracking fact!
Starbuck: Starbuck to all Vipers - do not fire... repeat, do not fire! I am a friendly, okay? We're all friendlies. So, let's just... be friendly.
ChiefTyrol: What do you want to do now, Captain?
Starbuck: The same thing we always do. Fight them until we can't.
Mal: Oh, God, I can't know that!
Jayne: I could stand to hear a little more.
Wash: Little River just gets more colorful by the moment. What'll she do next?
Zo: Either blow us all up or rub soup in her hair. It's a toss-up.
Wash: I hope she does the soup thing. It's always a hoot, and we don't all die from it.
Zoe: "Preacher, don't the bible have some pretty specific things to say about killin'."
Book: "Quite specific. It is, however, somewhat fuzzier on the subject of kneecaps."
Zoe: They'll rape us till were dead, eat our flesh, and sew our skin into there clothing. And if were very very lucky they'll do it in just that order.
Mal: Well look at this. 'Pears we got here just in the nick of time. What does that make us?
Zoe: Big damn heroes, sir.
Mal: Ain't we just.
Kaylee: Wash, tell me I'm pretty.
Wash: Were I unwed, Id take you in a manly fashion.
Kaylee: 'Cause im pretty?
Wash: 'Cause you're pretty...
Had to take out the videos. I'll figure it out later. They're still embedded in the myspace post, which you an get to through the Serenity banner on my profile.
The first time I ever saw a math question about two trains approaching each other at different speeds, I drew a complete blank. In a white flash of panic I saw my brilliant academic future begin to slip away.
Do I ever know how that feels, we started Related Rates yesterday. Not going so well. Oh well, its not like its going worse than the rest of the term. Damn.
Yes, the government can still enforce quarantine & isolation.
Having a horrible and deadly disease will not get you enough pity for the rest of us to be okay with you giving it to everyone. Sorry.
Scientists have revealed details of the world's only known case of "semi-identical" twins.
They are the result of two sperm cells fertilising a single egg, which then divided to form two embryos - and each sperm contributed genes to each child.
Morpho Towers--Two Standing Spirals
The body of the tower was made by a new technique called "ferrofluid sculpture" that enables artists to create dynamic sculptures with fluid materials. This technique uses one electromagnet, and its iron core is extended and sculpted.
You might remember the last ferrofluid image I posted about, a spikey black fluid. This is way way cooler, looks like a black spiral tree and it moves to music. There is video.
I was going to post more, but now I have to pee, and then go back to working on my bungled math work. I probably should've started my homework yesterday. I had a bad day, with a failed attempt at a seperations physical, getting my taxes done, and finding that the bird I've wanted to get has a hurt foot. So instead, I started reading Brother Odd at 4-ish. 8 hours later I was finished, and tired, and slightly happier.
I havn't been to the gym all week. I'm a bad bad girl. Ugh.
Sarah: I owe you an ice cream cake...please come over and eat the rest, before I do. Please.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
"What does the candle represent?"
"All life, every life. We're all born as molecules in the hearts of a billion stars, molecules that do not understand politics, policies and differences. In a billion years we, foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. Desperate acts of ego. We give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps. And pretend our light is better than everyone else's. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that live inside us. A spark that tells us: you should know better. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it's gone forever. And there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days if we can see anything at all."
Sheridan and Delenn, And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder
"As a friend he would need to protect you. As my husband he would need to protect me from anything that might happen to you."
"I think, in that respect, he does not know you as well as he should."
"He knows me, but he also loves me. And sometimes the one gets in the way of the other."
"Yes, I .. imagine it could do that."
Delenn and Lennier, Meditations on the Aby
"There were other women, but I never got past one."
"You mean first base."
"No, no, I mean one. You see, we have six a .. we have six, you see, and each one is a different level of intimacy and pleasure. So, you know, first you have one, and that's naa-naa. Then there's two .. and by the time you get to five it's ..."
"All I can say is that enthusiasm, sincerity, genuine compassion, and humor can carry you through any .. lack of .. prior experience with .. high numerical value."
"Wow, I'm gonna remember that. Thank you, thank you."
Vir and Ivanova, Sic Transit Vir
And according to one of our units on the border of Centauri space, they've continued massing their fleet. We don't know why. Maybe they expect a counter attack, it's hard to say. And they have much to be concerned about. There's always the threat of an attack by say, a giant space dragon, the kind that leaves the sun every thirty days. It's a nuisance, but what would you expect from reptiles. Did I mention that my nose was on fire? That I have fifteen wild badgers living in my trousers? I'm sorry, would you prefer ferrets?
Marcus to Ivanova, Messages from Earth
I'd like to live just long enough to be there when they cut off your head and stick it on a pike, as a warning to the next ten generations that some favours come with too high a price. I want to look up into your lifeless eyes and wave, like this. Can you and your associates arrange that for me, Mr. Morden?
Londo: Yes, you can help me! Two hours ago. Two hours ago I called you. I told you that there is .. a bug, an insect in my quarters.
Maintenance Worker: Well, we've been a little busy.
Londo: Now, listen to me. I do not like insects. I do not like little brown things with eight legs. I do not like anything with eight legs. Well, except for the Vinzini, but only because they are terrible at cards. Something to do with compound eyes, I think. I want this thing dead!
Londo: If you see a large insect about yay long (gestures with his hands) let me know, I must kill it before it develops language skills.
And as far as I'm concerned the transports can wait until the SUN EXPLODES! And if you're not happy with the seating arrangements I will personally order your seats to be moved outside, down the hall, across the station and into the fusion reactor. Am I absolutely, perfectly clear on this?!
I apologise. I'm sorry. I'm sorry we had to defend ourselves against an unwarranted attack. I'm sorry that your crew was stupid enough to fire on a station filled with a quarter million civilians, including your own people. And I'm sorry I waited as long as I did before I blew them all straight to hell. As with everything else, it's the thought that counts.
Ivanova: With all due respect, that was grade-A stupid. I mean, what if the guy would have gone for it? I mean, what if he would have just blown your brains all over the place? What if he...What's that?
Sheridan: Energy cap. I palmed it when I shoved the gun in his pocket.
Ivanova: You are going to give me an ulcer.
Sheridan: Okay, okay, next time I'll give him a live gun. You really do want that promotion, don't you?
Sheridan: Commander. Did you threaten to grab a hold of this man by the collar and throw him out an airlock?
Ivanova: Yes I did.
Sheridan: I'm shocked. Shocked and dismayed. I'd remind you that we are short on supplies here. We can't afford to take perfectly good clothing and throw it out into space. Always take the jacket off first, I told you that before. Sorry, she meant to say striped naked and thrown out an airlock. I apologise for any confusion this may have caused.
Who am I? I am Susan Ivanova. Commander. Daughter of Andre and Sophie Ivanov. I am the right hand of vengeance and the boot that is going to kick your sorry ass all the way back to Earth, sweetheart. I am death incarnate, and the last living thing that you are ever going to see. God sent me.
This is Ambassador Delenn of the Minbari. Babylon 5 is under our protection. Withdraw, ... or be destroyed.
Negative. We have authority here. Do not force us to engage your ship.
Why not? Only one human captain has ever survived battle with Minbari fleet. He is behind me. You are in front of me. If you value your lives, be somewhere else.
- Delenn and Captain Drake, Severed Dreams
Hello Delenn. Now, I was thinking, you couldn't come to the ceremony, the ceremony should come to you. I've given up something that really mattered to me, the uniform and everything that goes with it. I've never told anyone before now.. When you were hurt, when you were in my arms, I was ready to kill that guy with my bare hands. I realized I have never told you how much I cared about you, how much you mean to me. I think it's time you knew that. I can no longer imagine my world .. without you in it. I don't .. know exactly when or how it happened, .. but I'm glad it did.
- Sheridan to Delenn, Ceremonies of Light and Dark
You know, I used to think it was awful that life was so unfair. Then I thought, wouldn't it be much worse if life were fair, and all the terrible things that happen to us come because we actually deserve them? So, now I take great comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the universe.
- Ranger Marcus Cole to Franklin, A Late Delivery from Avalon
What guarantees will you give me that the crews will not open fire on a Centauri vessel as it approaches Babylon5?
It's the same guarantee I gave when I said that none of the other Narns would break into your quarters in the middle of the night and slit your throat.
Mr. Garibaldi, you have never given me that promise.
You're right. Sleep tight.
- Londo and Garibaldi, Walkabout
The universe is driven by the complex interaction between three ingredients: matter, energy, and enlightened self-interest.
- G'Kar, Survivors
And just one more thing, on your trip back I'd like you to take the time to learn the Babylon 5 Mantra:
Ivanova is always right.
I will listen to Ivanova.
I will not ignore Ivanova's recommendations.
Ivanova is God.
And, if this ever happens again,
Ivanova will personally RIP YOUR LUNGS OUT!!!
Babylon Control Out.
*sigh* Civilians. Just kidding about that God part. No offense."
- Lt. Commander Susan Ivanova, Voice in the Wilderness Part I
I realize that I always defined myself in terms of what I wasn't. I wasn't a good soldier like my father. I wasn't the job. I wasn't a good prospect for marriage or kids. Always what I wasn't, never what I was. And when you do that, you miss the moments. And the moments are all we've got. When I thought I was going to die, even after everything that's happened, I realized I didn't want to let go. I was willing to do it all over again, and this time I could appreciate the moments. I can't go back, but I can appreciate what I have right now. And I can define myself by what I am instead of what I'm not.
Click here to see a tribute video for Richard Biggs, who played Dr. Steven Franklin.
- You take, Zathras die. You leave, Zathras die. Either way, it is bad for Zathras.
- Zathras, Babylon Squared
Oh, Draal is very busy! Have had four ground quakes on other side of planet. Damage to weather control system, to great machine.
What the hell are you doing here?
Zathras work here. Zathras were born here. You work up there, Zathras work down here. You dress like that, Zathras dress like this.
Just covering all possibilities. Zathras does not want you being confoosed. Bye.
Hey! Wait a minute! You are not supposed to be here. We left you a thousand years in the past.
No! We have never met before. But Zathras very pleased to be meeting you.
No, we have met.
No. Oh. No, noo. No no. You did not meet Zathras. You met Zathras.
No, that was not Zathras, that was Zathras. There are 10 of us, all of family Zathras, each one named Zathras. Slight differences in how you pronounce. Zathraas, Zathras, Zathras.. You are seeing now?
There are ten of you?
Yes! Well, nine now.
Zathras and Ivanova, Conflicts of Interest
- ZAthras: G'day, ZaTHras.
ZaTHras: How are you, ZAthras?
ZAthras: Fine, ZaTHras. Where's ZathrAs?
ZaTHras: He's not here, ZAthras.
ZAthrAs: Wait. Here's the boss fellow now! ZathrAs! How are you doing?
ZathrAs: Fine. Mates, I've brought a new chap here from Pommieland. Michael, ZAthras, ZAthras, Michael.
Michael, ZaTHras, ZaTHras, Michael. Michael, ZAthrAs, ZAthrAs, Michael. Michael's going to be joining us here, working on the great machine. ZAthras, ZaTHras, and ZAthrAs: G'Day!
ZAthras: Is your name not Zathras?
Michael: No, it's Michael.
ZAthrAs: That's going to cause a little confusion.
ZaTHras: Mind if we call you ZathraS to keep things clear?
- Babylon 5/Monty Python parody
- Everyone always coming to Zathras with problems. Great responsibilities. But Zathras does not mind. Zathras trained in crisis management.
That's great, lets--
But only Zathras have no-one to talk to. No-one manages poor Zathras, you see. So Zathras talks to dirt. Sometimes talks to walls, or talks to ceilings. But dirt is closer. Dirt is used, through everyone walking on it. Just like Zathras, but we've come to like it. It is our role. It is our destiny in the universe. So, you see, sometimes dirt has insects in it. And Zathras likes insects. Not so good for conversation, but much protein for diet. Ha! Zathras fix now, this way.
- Zathras and Ivanova, Conflicts of Interest
- There you are. Being very honored to meet you. I'm being called..
Zathras. We've met before on Babylon 4.
No. .. Zathras does not..
It was my past, your future. Zathras, this is very important. When you meet me again, it will be me, but it won't be me now. So, you are not say anything that may change the past. Do you understand?
Zathras understand. .. No. Zathras not understand, but Zathras do. Zathras good at doings, not understandings. Zathras honored to meet you for many reasons.
- Zathras and Sinclair, War Without End, Part I
-War Without End, Part I
No-one ever listens to Zathras. Quite mad, they say. It is good that Zathras does not mind. He's even grown to like it. Oh yes.
-War Without End, Part II
Monday, April 2, 2007
In my apartment. I'm pretty sure he squeesed himself through a bend in the window's screen frame. First thing I know is a *squeek squeek squeek* but its dark except for the tv. Then I see the little guy flying around the living room. He flew off down the hall and into the bedroom, I think. I turned off the fan so he wouldn't get hit with the blades, turned on the light, and as he flew back down the hallway I opened the door. He took another lap around the living room and flew out.
Freaky but cool. I was watching Planet Earth.
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Release date: By 24 April, 2007
I'm sure you're all sick of hearing from me. Bla-bla-frickitey-blog. Oh well, I'm sure you will learn to cope.
The Summer/Fall course schedule dropped Friday, but it wasn't supposed to until tomorrow, so I didn't realize until I randomly logged in. I think I just spent 2 hours deciding on my schedule. I fear it will be drastically changed upon academic advising. Oh well, at least I feel like I've accomplished something tonight.
Did I tell you about the bat? There was a bat.
I made Tiramisu last night, and had it for dessert today.
PKW is on. To sleep or not to sleep? I need to meet with my Cal1 teacher tomorrow at 10am. But the moooviieeee!!!! We have it on dvd anyway, why am I watching this with commercials?? I'm going to snack on another piece of Tiramisu and then go to bed. For Real. Goodnight.
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Release date: By 18 January, 2005