I've seen all kinds of spam in my time on the Internet. Never before have I encountered strings of random words though. No message about mortgages, penis size, dream vacations, weight loss, or anything else, just a random array of words.

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Anyone know what this is about? Strange.

I slept in today. Last night was another 4am-er. My body is all screwy with times now, but one thing is consistent. I start yawning around 3am, and I'm normally up by 10 or so. Today was a nice treat, since I really have nothing going on, so I was up at 12:45. Most days, I'd consider that a waste of a day, but I know that I'll stay busy and productive today, so it's okay to slip sometimes. ;) I won't beat myself up about it.

I got some racing phtosprinted out last night. I'm still extremely impressed with the quailty of my HP Deskjet 722C. I bought this mid-way through college, and it has NEVER failed me. The quality is amaing on color prints, and the printer is older than any computer I own. I finally had to buy another color cartridge because the other ones were too dry to take ink from the refill kit thingy. Anyhow, the photos are coming out really well-done. Just wanted to give another plug for the HP. When you think printers, for heaven's sake, think HP.

I had two different Karaoke experiences last night. Both were passive, since I didn't participate, but I was glad I did both. The first was at our apartment complex. I equate these get-togethers like the ones that R.A.'s used to hold in the college dorms. They spend a week or so preparing to have a big blowout party and maybe four people (likely their close friends) show up, have some punch and pie, then leave. This was kind of like that, but I wanted to give my support and be another head to count, so I forced myself to go. I was even tempted to bust out some Nickelback, but I had to leave for the other karaoke thing. Saved by the clock.

We drove to Chris's place adn then went to Buffalo Wild Wings downtown for some dinner. No one took the stage (at least no one we knew), but we could hear some really good (and really crappy) singers perform across teh restaurant, despite the really really loud sports events on all the TVs around us.

I've been a running fool recently. I guess eventually I'll record it all on my workout blog, but my prediction that I can do a 10k by February is going to be pretty accurate. I did 4.1 miles last night without a problem. Dad gave me his reflectors, so they're helping. I run in the dark, along the road. Yea. Brilliant.