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Ed's new jacket looks so cute. It would look cute no matter what he wore, but DAMN. I just have to say it, anyway.

I was about to make a big, long speech about how "with great strength comes great reponsibility" and how I think it's a saying for stupid people, but I don't think everybody really needs to hear it, and my parents are watching some movie called the Swimming Pool that is probably going to include lesbian sex or something REALLY weird, and I still have at least 15 new books to enjoy properly, so. Gonna make an exit now.

A few things

Roy is 30% smug bastard, 20% horny bastard, 25% sexy bastard, and 25% pillow (bastard).

Armstrong is the equivalent of a fangirl presence in Hagaren for the following reasons: 1. He can create his own sparkles (shoujo bubbles universe), 2. The sparkles are pink, 2. He's a hugger, 3. I take that back, he's a glomper, 4. He gets ultra-emotional about Ed and his Hard Knock Life, 5. Ed is scared of him, 6. he provides the possibility/hint of knowing dateable bimbos (like his little sister), 7. he thinks, like all of us, that he can draw.

I want to see Ed singing that It's a Hard Knock Life song from Annie. No, I want him to whistle it or sing it under his breath or something. KYA KYA. SUPA CYUUTO.

While it fits Spiderman to a "T" (and I like that), I think "with great [intelligence, strength, ability, clams] comes with great responsibility" is something that people say when they're low on common sense and high on crazy-scared and upset, understandably self-centered crack. I don't like it. Obviously you can expect more from people who can do more, but that doesn't mean there should be no expectations for the rest of the world. For better or for worse, it puts all the responsibility on the shoulders of the people who are strong/intelligent/able/clams, and assumes that everybody else is just a fucking moron. No way, nuh-uh, I'm not going to go around and assume everybody sucks. Life cannot be lived correctly unless you trust in a few people. ...presumably this is why Spiderman 2 ends the way it does, thank god, but they didn't seem to say that very clearly.

I made up that thing about the clams, it doesn't mean anything.

My neighbors? The ones who've been ruining my atrocious summer sleeping habits by tearing down and old house, and then building a whole new one, on the lot behind us? The ones who put in a pool, even though a pool is ridiculous in a place where you can only use it three months of the year? Yeah, well, the pool's finished. I wanted a pool my whole damn life and I never got one. And now these fuckheads are out there frolicking in their WONDERFUL POOL. Clearly I'm going to have to find out when these shitheads go on vacation so I can sneak over at the stroke of midnight and go swimming.

EDIT: Are there any good places that will let me host zip files and link them?

EDIT: AIM just came up with an ad for Thunderbirds, and I clicked on it. Of my own free will. I need a shot of color-coded mecha fast. Maybe it's time for some Rayearth.

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I kind of didn't sleep a lot last night.

Just now, I thought to myself, Roy would be the PERFECT pimp for the Pichi Pichi Pitch mermaids. Perfect, like, he just fits right in with the singy dancy frilly girls, no questions asked, no friction.

Oh, DEAR.