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Holy crap it’s almost 2005!

Sorry, that just kind of hit me now.

In other news, Dayle was cornered by Keiko and Scrappy on my bed tonight. I was highly entertained by it, especially by the dully resonant *thwack* sound made by Dayle’s paw as it hit Scrappy’s face. Scrappy didn’t care – no claws equals no pain. I like to see Dayle in distress. Is that so bad, after what he’s put me through?