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Truly, Madly, Deeply is playing on the telly at the office. I want to just stare at the screen for a while, but I don't think it'll go over too well. (A certain character in my head also wants me to stare at the screen for a while.)

I'm supposed to go pick up some tapes somewhere in the building and I'm procrastinating until the song is done.

I really do like Darren's stuff now so much better, though.

Speaking of, yes, I pre-ordered the Deluxe edition thingie of his Time Machine Tour DVD. I am weak. And he's so... ngh.

I still blame it all on shadesofbrixton somehow. And twixou.