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Of all the accursed... I've lost my hat again. I thought I'd left it at the theater last night, but they don't have it. Poop. Ever since Bloo found that hat for me, we both knew it was perfect for me. Just like Elvis Costello's glasses, this hat was becoming my image! Blast. If I find it again, I am going to safety pin it to my jacket like a pair of goddamn mittens, I swear. And if I don't, well, I'll track down a store that carries 'em and I'll buy five. But the sentimental value just won't be there. Bah.

Damn it. I'm gonna be bummed about this all day.



Oh, and I just finished STARMAN.

( Quick spoilery question for folks who've read the whole thing... )