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last night i settled on the couch with paul to watch our nightly dose of blue's clues. even though he had expressed a preference for a particular episode (paul: play. store. play. store.), i decided we'd watch "magenta gets glasses" because i had not yet seen it. at least i didn't think i had seen it.
once we started watching, i was positive i had not seen it before. there was a girl in it, a real human being, and she was magenta's owner. her name was miranda and she bugged the crap out of me. sure, she was pretty and i liked the way she dressed, but she made too many faces. and worst of all, steve acted rather lovesick around her. i was irritated.
cam was amused. "she makes as many faces as steve," he pointed out. "it's just that she's not steve." grrr. "she's not used to acting in front of the blue screen, and steve isn't used to acting with people."
um, cam, you can leave at any time, you know.