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Hi,
I'm not going to complain today, because I'm happy to be alive.  The world was supposed to end last night, and miraculously, we managed to hang on... until the next nut-job says the world is going to end.  Being famous 'cause you're f'ed in the head?  Come on.

OK, a little complaint there, but today I'm going to tell you a story about me and how smooth I am with girls.  A long time ago, about 12 years ago, a friend of mine tried to set me up with one of her friends.  So we were hanging out, listening to music, when one of the hit songs of the time came on: "Frank Sinatra" by Cake.  Now this girl (I can't even remember her name) says "Oh, I love this song!" and started singing along.  She was kinda overweight, but not fat by any means (not that there would be anything wrong with that).  She obviously didn't know the name of the band who sang this song though.  I said "So you like Cake?", and she just glared at me.  Needless to say I never spoke to her again.  Smooth one on my part.

I'm happily married now, so my anti-smoothness with girls isn't much of a factor anymore.  It's funny how I remember these things that I regret saying years ago.  I wasn't exactly a ladies' man back in the day.

beijos