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Watched Ice Age last night. Rather like The Prince of Egypt, in that there was a really good movie somewhere in there struggling to get out. Some brilliant bits, though, with the dodos, the various ice mummies, and the cave paintings.

Still, a bit of a slight to the dodos, who in real life were not particularly suicidal and managed to hang on until we came along and killed them all to make hats and dodo tenders.

Mmmmm...dodo tenders.

Then went to the Disney Store for the plushie sale. Presents for two nieces (a Santa Piglet and a Skrump) and a Captain Amelia for me. Upon her arrival home, Amelia took an instant shine to Hagrid. Imagine the children. Making third niece a sketchbook, 'cause she draws an' junk. Fourth isn't coming for Christmas, so tough darts.

...I have taken to writing cowboy poetry:

O cowboy!
O cowboy!
More than a cow, but not yet a man.
Many yearn to ride you
But they could go to jail.
You are a fuckin' tease.

Cup of coffee! Can of Diet Pepsi! Four ibuprofin! So very very very awake!

I will now go upstairs and paint a mural on the living room wall. Won't Mom be surprised in the morning!