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Mood:
No mood, why do you ask?

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"Our machines are disturbingly lively," Donna Haraway writes, "and we ourselves frighteningly inert."

The world gets dar at 5:15 PM, so tonight I'm sitting here with the lights turned off. Because like the the old rat poison salesman used to say, "If you can't beat them, join them."

I'm still fighting though, muscles and brains and all.

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