My shoes refuse

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. . . to ever grow weary; I keep cheerful on an earful of music sweet! I've got those hap-hap-Happy Feet!! My tolerance to happiness has gone up, enough so that I did not sugar-shock at the non-stop cute attack that is the dancing penguin movie. I probably annoyed the fuck out of gonner221 & cuts_inside, what with the bouncing and in-seat booty shaking and squeeage. That's okay, though, I bought them off with candy. Really, if you go anywhere with me that's going to have music, you can't actually expect me to keep still. It's just not realistic.

To that end, I am accompanying The Boy to CD Warehouse later to buy things that I wish to substitute for reality. Ah, music. It's like drugs without the come-down, it's like seeing friends without the driving, it's just cool. Please to be making suggestions for music that YOU can't sit still to, also, if you'll be on today.

Love, holiday, friends, family, all that: consider it as read that all goes swimmingly well, and that I hope the same is true for you.