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My devolution will not be televised. Backwards, forwards and sideways. The CD changer tempts me to make more purchases. I received an inflatable transparent postcard from a friend, complete with two pink feathers inside. In a state of pure distraction this evening, I made my computer respond to infrared signals from my old stereo's remote control when I'd been intending to write some more tools for twiddling our directory service. There's another birthday coming up, and I might end up finding myself at a Henry Rollins gig on the weekend. All in a day's work. I never did get to have my bath...