I hurt my back yesterday. I was leaning over the Lil’ Moo and all of a sudden it felt like something popped, tore, stretched, and twisted - all in one fell swoop.

I never felt anything like this in my entire life.

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I got a new haircut last night. I need your honest opinion, because I think I may have second thoughts, and I guess I need some reassuring that this is okay.

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Dude, I just uploaded Wordpress 2.5, and now there’s an upgrade.  An upgrade, for security reasons and other crap.

Normally, I wait for this stuff to happen so I don’t get screwed, but here I am with an already obsolete version of Wordpress running my site.

I was looking to throw a new layout up, too.  God, I dated myself.  All the kids nowadays call it a “theme,” and last week it was a “skin.”  Nobody does layouts anymore.

By the way, I need another shower.

I need to take a shower.

My car broke down. I was at work, but I had to find a way home. The next morning I have someone look at the car and we find out it’s the battery terminal.

Apparently, a lime green monster threw up on it or something. Battery acid.

Had to cut the old one off completely - there was no saving it. Half of it already corroded away. The new part looks more like a paper clip binder than a terminal cable part.

In my investigations, though, I busted the seal on the distributor cap. The car runs right, but I need to get a new seal or a new cam and rotor altogether now.

I tried explaining my car woes to my friend Ashley, and she was like, “Yeah don’t talk to me about cars, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I can’t change my own oil, but I can replace an alternator!”

I did that once. The ground was a bit too close to the radiator. It shorted out while on the highway.

Oops.

She drinks, she drugs, and now she Facebooks. We talked about this on the Radio X Show last night, about how Lindsay Lohan apparently has her own account.

Of course, what’s the big story about this? That she has one, or that she uses her DJ friend roommate secret lover(?) Samantha Ronson’s last name… as her own.

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