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Woke up about half an hour ago with my head full of the smell of vomit and my stomach doing a dance much like... Well, like a particularly bad dance.

I spent fifteen minutes spitting into the toilet as pieces of detritus found their way up. Cynra brought me a tumbler of water and some tissues, and eventually I managed to level out enough to put down some pepto bismoll.

I don't know what did this to me; possibly the dinner roti, possibly something in the water I drank at GM's house.

It's been gassy since my stomach settled, and the back of my throat is burned and, as you can tell, I haven't been able to get back to sleep.

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Dude. Kevin Smith is in Die Hard 4. How nice for him.

Greatest headline ever

Skywalkers in Korea Cross Han Solo.

Oh, this is beautiful

Apparently Bruce Willis said some mean things about Michael Bay, and now Bay is whining about it on his blog.

A-List Drama, folks!

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So, apparently, to get making of stuff for Kill Bill, you need to see Double Dare. Much zoebell goodness to be had. I love how the snow was actually toxic, so everyone's wandering around with face masks.

I now mush see DD.

The Samurai Sword instructor has an interesting fashion sense, too.