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Material Girl is on the radio, but there is too much stuff in the way so I cannot roll my chair across the room anymore.

My firewall has been locking me out of teh internets, but I think I've figured out what's wrong.

I'm really, really busy, and have nothing to show for it.

I did write an ode, however:

Radiator, you're my friend;
when the Raynaud's starts,
you make it end.
Please don't fall through the floor and scald me.

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