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Perhaps there's something wrong with me. I'm sure that I'm disappointing not just all my friends of a geeky variety, but my father too. But I just don't seem to fit with them on this.

I grew up with a ton of comic books around the house; I used to read through my dad's collection of them long into the night. I like superheros. I'm not manically excited by them, but I think they're pretty cool. I love Spider Man and the Fantastic Four and Doctor Strange and bunches of others. And I see just about my entire friends list going on and on about how great the Iron Man movie is. But I just have little or no interest in seeing it. Maybe I'm a mutant; maybe that gene transmuted into a love of climbing around abandoned buildings with flashlights and climbing ropes and.... Wait a minute. That's it! The superhero gene, when not expressed fully, transmutes into a wannabe ninja gene!!

But you know, I think I would go see a Doctor Strange movie, now that I mention him....

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When I came downstairs this morning and went in to the kitchen to scavenge food from the stock that she's preparing for the party, moiracoon saw me and said "Good morning pupshine!"

Pupshine! I'm Pupshine! That makes me silly-happy.