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blogging from my ibook tonight is a different experience (because of the interface). we came home from sushi laguna (in the words of homer simpson, ummmm...su--shi) and shortly thereafter, mango let out an awful howl from the far reaches of our bedroom. monty's tail puffed out 5x the normal size and then came the pitiful sounds of something hurking in the darkness. poor mango! poor me! what a mess. and, i am a sympathetic puker who came mildly close to the dry heaves. not nearly as close as that one episode of fear factor i caught josh tuning into. urgh! reindeer testicles? 100 year old egg nog? what on earth???!

on that note, i'll leave you to happier thoughts....