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I've spent the last half-hour or so reading this, and it's been awhile since something reduced me to the kind of weak-kneed tears you have to just put your head down and weather: MetaFilter commenters in DC and New York club together to save a pair of visiting Russian students from falling into the hands of sex-traffickers. I can't imagine what it would have felt like to have followed this thread in real-time yesterday. (I was relating this story to Sarah and choked up again just talking about it.)

Also, this may not seem like it belongs in the same post, but it DOES, because this post is about JOY. Glee Cast - "Bad Romance"

So, I had things to do today, but instead I've spent the afternoon reading this creepy post, including most of the linked videos and articles. Why do I freak myself out? At any point, I could have just stepped away, but now I've got a cat in my lap and the heater on and I'm afraid to sit at my own computer now, since I'm alone in the house and it's in the basement. :(

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ETA: These are the two creepiest things that were linked; both manufactured, obviously, but still. The Dionaea House and Marble Hornets.

I can't get into my photobucket. When I try and log-in, it tells me my username or password are incorrect. When I ask for them to email the link to change my password, the site tells me that my email address isn't connected to an account. I've sent two emails to their contact address, and have received no reply and nothing's been fixed. This started on Saturday. I'm going to wait one more day - for a total of three business - and then I will hunt down a phone number, because I pay for that stupid thing, and this is pissing me off.

It be hard to believe I forgot today were Talk Like a Pirate Day. 'Tis a prodigious shame, it is, that I ain't been annoying all me family, but perhaps all things considered, 'twere for the best.

Anyways, we went running with my Grandpa today, and paperbacks are 8 for a dollar at the Salvation Army. Score! I even picked up a couple I haven't read before, which is not my usual book-buying practice. Laura got a great, really tall and narrow mirror, with fancy curly-cue detailing, for $2.50. There was a mini-apothecary end table for $35, and I'm hoping it will still be there next week when I get my paycheck. All it needs is a strip and refinish, which I can probably get my dad to do, as he likes projects; it's small enough I shouldn't have any trouble finding a place for it.

Has anyone else seen TWoP commercials on TV?!? I feel like my worlds are colliding. And also, I'm worried that TWoP is going to end up all corporate sponsored, and it's already not as funny as it used to be back in the MBTV days, and I don't want the boards to get completely inundated with not-funny people.

I'm vexed. I'm terribly vexed.