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Alright, I made quite successful lasagna, I've had a Hidden River Amber, I'm feeling well-nourished and loose, and I shall continue to relax for the next 30 minutes with the first new ep of The West Wing in months. After that, I'm going to crack my knuckles ostentatiously before me and then pound out this bloody translator's note. No hesitation, no snafus, for a solid hour until my reward in the form of Grey's Anatomy. How shall this bitch be smacked? Lo, up shall it be smacked, and prodigiously.