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I can’t believe I locked myself out of my blog last night.

I was twelve years old again, nobody home, staring at the door of my apartment. I remember flipping up the mail slot flap and making kissy noises until one of the cats appeared. I waggled my fingers at him. He turned and walked away. “Weird new mailperson!”

How I locked myself out of my blog, I have no idea. Somehow, I broke the password. How does that happen? Did I get chocolate on it and short circuit something? Who knows. Anyhow, I’m back. Unfortunately, I don’t have time to write a good post as I’m deep in my work week. [Gusty sigh, slumps in seat.]

So you’ll just have to make do with contemplating the proposed new hat for the Eiffel Tower’s birthday.

The whole thing was just a hoax, of course. You can’t mess with the Eiffel Tower.

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One Response to “New Hat”

  1. Rob
    May 14th, 2008 11:57
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    I locked myself out of my house when I was about twelve, too; in the end, I found a piece of Meccano in the garden shed and used it to dismantle the French doors. I got in, but the doors never did close quite right after that….

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