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I finished typing the already-written stuff, now I need to revise one part and write a whole new thing set in Comdex. I've never been there. What's it like?

I'm cold and not as sleepy as before, but my stomach feels agitated and I wondering if I need more sleep. Wait, yes I do. At least I got some interesting song verses from interrupted sleep.

One survey before I go. I already did this with the whole Bauhaus/Tones on Tail/Love and Rockets family, now this with different permetations of Oingo Boingo.

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You know, I'm not a big francophile; I know about Le Pen, attacks on Jewish people in France, Algeria and Morocco. This whole 'freedom fries' news fluff, however, has turned me into a frenchie lover. Maybe it's knowing that 'followers of an obsolete miltary doctrine in the midst of a red scare' is more accurate than 'cheese-eating surrender monkeys' as a WWII-related taunt helps. Maybe it's hunting for the Forbidden Zone soundtrack. After all, the French are descended from God. :)

Or maybe it's that book of French poetry I just got. Mmmmm, Baudelaire, Rimbaud and Verlaine. The stinky cheese of poetry.

Nice to know the UN is being consulted, though I wonder if it is more accurate to say 'used.' But I am just bitching about the inevitable.

My sister is holding a party and I am getting ready to go. Maybe I'll get around to things I've been putting off. Like Punk Rock aerobics and Judaism classes, finishing my novel and stories.