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[04 Sep 2009|11:41pm] |
Today was a pretty good day. Woke up and cleaned a bit then went to hang out with Shannon. We got pumpkin spice lattes, chatted and went for a drive. Then we came back to my place and I showed her all the cool shit I got at garage sales. My favorite thing being the giant bag of lace.
After that I found out I was invited to a bachelorette party tomorrow. I'm going to go, but because she's not the sexy lingerie wearing type, I had to think what else to get her. So I spent the past couple of hours painting her a giant lol cat. I think it will be much more appreciated.
Cleaned the stove and mopped the floors. Then the landlady came by with amaaaaazing cake for me. It had raspberry puree on top, then raspberry mousse, custard and finally cake.
Not a terribly exciting day, but it was a good one and I am content. Yay.
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[28 Aug 2009|07:10pm] |
Woke up this morning and went for a run. I figured I didn't need to bring water anything since it was just going to be a couple miles. Little did I know that today was going to be fucking hot. When I got back from the run I was totally dehydrated and still have a headache from it.
In other news, Amy has finally shown herself. Or rather I saw her walk from her room to the bathroom. The mystery bag is still in the fridge on her side and I still don't know what's in it. Sometime I will get up the nerve to knock on her door and ask her. But she probably won't be in, haha.
As for what I did this summer, I did a whole lot of nothing. Mostly hung around the house and watched movies with the family. We went to the fair and things like that.At one point I went to visit Stefanie in So Cal, which was a blast. We went to see Ponyo (which was cute) and went to karaoke with a group of friends (the videos they showed behind the lyrics were hilarious and odd). When Stefanie was singing Bohemian Rhapsody a weird video of naked, headless, dancing Barbie dolls was playing... I really don't know. But thanks to the visit to her place, I can't stop doodling gay robots.
I had to come back to San Francisco a week early because of a job interview with Baby The Stars Shine Bright (the first US store just opened here in San Francisco). It'll be a while before I hear back as to whether I got it or not since they have to finish the interviews and then send the photos, resumes and interview notes to Japan. Then the main branch makes the decision and gets back to them. I hope I get it because the 50% employee discount would fill me with an unparalleled level of glee. I could dress in lolita every single day~! I just want to dress up cute and be surrounded by cute things.
School has started up and so far it seems like it's going to be a good semester. I only go in to classes on Tuesday and Thursday (8-6:30 and 8-3:30). The class I'm most interested in is the Apparel Product Development class.
Tomorrow I go to Japan town and partake of crepes, but for now I'm just going to watch Chocolat and drink my dark hot chocolate in comfortable peace.
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| Stolen from everyone; bandwagon time |
[15 Feb 2009|12:40am] |
THE NAME GAME
1.YOUR REAL NAME: Kaysha
2.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:(mother and fathers middle names)
Rose Anthony
3.NASCAR NAME:(first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)
Alvin George
4.STAR WARS NAME:(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
Silka
5.DETECTIVE NAME:(favorite color, favorite animal)
Orange Giraffe
6.SOAP OPERA NAME:(middle name, town where you were born)
Anne Los Osos
7.SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
The Yellow Sprite
8.FLY NAME:(first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)
Kava
9.STREET NAME:(fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie)
Black Cherry Snickerdoodle
10. PORN NAME: (1st pet's name, street you grew up on)
Foo Ferell
11.YOUR GANGSTA NAME:(first 3 letters of last name plus izzle)
Silizzle
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[29 Dec 2008|06:32pm] |
I went shoe shopping today and bought three lovely new pairs of flats. Which are necessary when walking around SF. I don't like flats nearly as much as I love heels, but heels just aren't practical with all the hills and walking and such that I do. This may seem silly. "What's the difference", some people may think. But heels just make me feel prettier and more confident and they have an overall empowering feeling. Blah.
At any rate, I was shopping the other day and a sales girl at Therapy thought I was a lot younger than I actually am. I WILL ADMIT HERE AND NOW THAT THIS IS MY FAULT. People may hear me bitch from time to time about how many people think I'm an average of 4 years younger than I actually am. I am 4'10" and have very small hands and feet. Despite those facts, I think I LOOK my age, so it's irritating that when I'm almost 22 I have people telling me I look 16. A lot of people think this is something I should consider a good thing, and on some level I do (its better than the opposite anyways; looking old for my age). However, I admit here and now that by dressing and acting young, I probably don't help matters.
I also admit I own too many shoes.
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[26 Dec 2008|10:48pm] |
Today was a good day, I think~
Woke up early and went into downtown with Caren and spent a good 4 hours shopping (clearly after getting a new wardrobe for Christmas I need to go shopping for more clothes). Sadly didn't really find anything that I was head over heels for (actually this is a good thing as I shouldn't be spending money on more clothes). We would up going and getting lunch before meeting up with Hilary, Jacob and Stephanie for drinks and chat. Walked around a bit and took a couple group shots (thanks Hilary for playing photographer, you're the best! next time I'll take the photos).
After that little adventure I went to open my third set of presents with my uncle and cousin (fuck yeah, they got me a slow cooker among other things, I am filled with joy. for now I can make awesome pulled pork and tri tip sandwiches). Sat around talking with the family for a bit before heading home. And here I sit trying to decide between three types of ice cream. I'm leaning towards birthday bash. Mmm.
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| Christmassssss |
[25 Dec 2008|11:22pm] |
Christmas was both success and fail. But overall I'm happy. It was a very estrogen Christmas this year. Women only for the most part. My uncle and cousin Nick got held up in LA (so they couldn't be here), my other cousins had obligations with the other side of the family (so they couldn't be here), my dad had to work (so he was only here for gift opening) and my grandpa died about a week ago (clearly he couldn't be here). So yeah, it was all women this year.
We were expecting him to go and he had been slipping for a while now. I took it harder than I thought I would though nonetheless. I've been randomly breaking down crying a lot lately. It was pretty embarrassing at one point when I just started sobbing in the bookstore, but I can't help it. Hence why I didn't want to talk to anyone the past week. I just can't handle people telling me that they're sorry for my loss and all. I appreciate it, but I can't stand people reminding me of it and bringing it up like that. I appreciate the sympathy, but I can't handle it, so please don't tell me you're sorry or anything. Besides, it doesn't hurt him to breathe anymore and he's not in pain now and it's what he wanted, so...this'll be the only time I mention it.
Anyways, my family is huge on Christmas. We go way overboard with gifts and such. I was really excited because we did a Barbie tree this year and it's super cute (I am retarded and love Barbie STFU ;;). We made and decorated cookies (mine were the best :|b) and watched all our favorite holiday movies. Lots of other decorating and shopping and visiting people went on, of course. I'm just glad to be around family for the season. It'd suck if I had to spend Christmas alone in San Francisco. I'll be in Los Osos until like the 25th of January. My birthday is on the 26th of January and that's also the first day of the new semester (lame).
Today while we were driving to Grandma's we saw a man walking his dog along the road without any pants on. His legs were whiter than mine and that is saying something. I'll update more coherently when I'm not exhausted and stuffed full of holiday dinner goodness.
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[21 Dec 2008|03:58pm] |
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Uhhh, I've kind of been hiding out from the real world the last two days. And will probably continue to do so for a few days more. I will not be reachable on any of my usual chat programs (IRC, AIM, Gchat, etc). Texts or phonecalls will probably reward you little success in reaching me either. If you need to get in contact with me then email is the best way to go(justanotherjukeboxhero AT gmail DOT com). Sorry for the inconvenience.
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[03 Dec 2008|01:17am] |
I was walking to school this morning and I almost got hit by a van. Not just any van though. No, my friends, this was a Jews For Jesus van. As I was just telling someone about this, I had a great thought. I wish that van had a 'how's my driving' sticker. And if I called it, I bet I would get God on the phone.
School news:
Isn't it great when you think you did shitty on an assignment that is a major part of your grade, but when you get it back, see that you've aced it? I had to write a paper for my Ethnic Studies class (Asian American Public Policy Making)that was worth 40% of my grade. I was so burnt out on essays and research papers and writing by the time I did it that I just said fuck it and wrote a half-assed paper. And yet I got a 97%. Woo.
In other school news:
I am making hats and children's books, oh my. I have one more major paper to go that's due friday. My finals week will be pretty easy (one test, one take home essay set, a debate, a skit and then one class doesn't have a final). I am also making the foofiest party dress you've ever seen. No seriously. It's cotton candy colors and all sorts of fantastical.
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[19 Nov 2008|09:30pm] |
So, I came to a realization....
Lately I feel like a middle-aged housewife, ahahaha. Atleast whenever I hang around the house in an over-sized sweater, cooking and doing other domestic chores while I watch Martha Stuart. Like right now.
Some friends adn I went to a city council meeting the other night (it was for a class assignment). Actually though, the city council meeting was pretty hilarious. All the people there that stepped up to speak on this one issue were so angryyyyyyyyyy. And we got free shit. There was a not-so-nice man named Bob Nice and another guy who sounded like Kermit the frog. Immediately afterwards we had the strongest desire to go do karaoke and sing the Rainbow Connection.
Anyways, Friday afternoon I'm heading home to Los Osos for the Thanksgiving break. It's hella packed with things to do and people to see. Not to mention homework. I have a 12 page paper and a children's book to do, but I can work on those while everyone else is asleep. Saturday morning I'm getting up at 6 am to go cheer on my mom. She's been running a lot of marathons lately and placing 2nd in her age division. And then there's the day after Thanksgiving shopping tradition. Note to self: Buy the It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia box sets.
When I get back to San Francisco I'm going to a concert and then that week some friends and I are going on a pastry tour to help relieve the stress of finals that are coming up. The semester is almost over, thank God for small favors.
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[02 Nov 2008|01:35am] |
Was watching Food-network (as I often do at night). A thing about KFC came on. All I have to say is COLONEL SANDERS NOW SCARES THE FUCK OUT OF ME.
Colonel: *wraps an arm around a little girl holding a kitten*
Narrator: *something about how 'can you believe some people don't think the colonel exists?'*
Colonel: *leads the little girl into the forrest along with a white horse that appeared from who knows where*
Narrator: Well, Virginia, HE DOES.
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| NEWSFLASH: MY CLASSMATES ARE IDIOTS |
[22 Oct 2008|10:47am] |
Some days you wake up, and something inside you tells you to just STAY IN BED. "DON'T DO IT MAN, DON'T GO OUT THERE!" Except, like in horror movies, the person is an idiot and ignores everything telling them that something is a baaaaad idea. And then they usually end up dead.
Well, ladies and gentleman, I had one of those warnings this morning. And if this were a horror movie, I'd be dead by now. Nothing nearly as dramatic as dying happened, but I can honestly say that I had been awake for two hours and already the day was made of SUPREME FAIL.
I am contemplating just staying in for the rest of the day, skipping my second class and eating some motherfucking pancakes. Except I haven't done the grocery shopping this week, so I don't have the stuff needed for making said motherfucking pancakes.
I am going to take a nap, wake up, go to class and pray the world is made of less fail when I get there. THE END.
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[01 Oct 2008|06:47pm] |
I'm sure a good chunk of you have heard me bitching about this, but I really don't have much else to update with.
I've been sick with the flu for a little over a week now. I'm just now starting to feel better, which is amazing to me. I was hoping to go out and explore the city some more this weekend...but then I remembered all those little things you need to take care of before you play. Things that haven't gotten done this past week while I was dying a little.
Namely I have to clean the house, go grocery shopping, do a mountain of homework, etc. Yuuuuck yuck yuck.
The worst part of the past week was when I had to go to the courthouse. I skipped my first class of the morning to attend this hearing as part of an important project in another class. I got up at 7AM, got to the court house at 8:30AM, the hearing was supposed to start at 9....and it didn't start til 11:30. When it finally DID start, they interrupted it about 10 minutes in to finish another case, and then once they started up again, they only went for about 20 minutes before the judge decided to reschedule it to another day. I was pissed.
What can you do though, right? Fucking court system is out to screw this project up beyond belief and there's nothing I can doooo.
My cousin and I are probably gonna carpool back to Los Osos for a few days sometime this month to visit the family. This is a good thing for a number of reasons, one of which being I left my sewing machine at home and need it desperately. I want to see my family too of course, but I really need my sewing machine so I can hem my new trousers. I finally caved and bought a pair of wide-leg black trousers and they look amazing on me. I love them so much.
In other news, I got paid to go shopping with this woman and pick out clothing for her that works with her body type and hair/skin coloration.
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[08 Sep 2008|12:36am] |
I just found the grocery list I wrote at 4 AM....technically yesterday as of 36 minutes ago. And all it says is:
"1. Hot pockets 2. Hotter bitches"
I don't know anymore. I forgot to put a lot of shit down, not that it matters since grocery shopping has been postponed til Tuesday. Luckily I have enough food to last a month, but I have run out of some important items.
Example A:
I have 5 boxes of assorted cereals, but no milk.
Example B:
I have a bunch of different cheeses and deli meats, but no bread.
Conclusion:
I fail.
As an added note, I have to write a personal narrative that includes not only my story, but the stories of my parents and grandparents. The professor wants no more than 2 pages. Answer me this: How the hell do you write the life stories of five people in two pages?!
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| It's starting to look a lot like christmas...okay, not really |
[04 Sep 2008|11:27pm] |
Now that all the scheduling drama has settled down and been figured out, I can finally relax a little. It feels good to have that whole ordeal done and over with. I'm not the type of person who deals with stress well, so the entire fiasco really did a number on me. I stood my ground and got the classes I needed though; no worries.
Mostly this week I've just been settling into classes and trying to figure out my area better. I've been checking out what shops and stuff are walking distance from me. It's pretty amazing compared to Los Osos how many shops and such are in my little slice of San Francisco. And while looking around, I found Canada Dry green tea ginger ale. The cashier was kind of ominous when I asked him how it tasted, but I bought it anyways. And let me tell you, I love it. I don't think it's that weird at all.
Today Phoebe (who has been the most amazing and helpful person I've met so far in San Francisco) and I went to lunch together. Believe it or not, this crazy guy I met briefly at orientation months ago was in the same restaurant and he walked up to me. Mind you, we only talked for like 15 minutes and this was MONTHS ago and yet he remembered my name and everything. I didn't remember him at all. He just happens to have an extraordinary memory; it's not that mine fails, alright?
Phoebe had to go to class and I had class in about two hours so I wandered around the nearby mall for a bit trying to pick out Christmas gifts. My search was pretty fruitless. The only thing I really got out of the mall was the sight of some guy trying on women's pink shirts at H&M. I don't know what that was about, but it amused me.
Class went well, met Sara, and bought tea. But on the way home, this creepy guy was following me and asking questions about where I live and stuff. Now, I'm not about to tell some stranger, let alone some creepy stranger who keeps hitting on me (DO NOT WANT), where the hell I live. Anyways, he finally stopped with the questions and started trying to invite me to dinner and stuff. It was about 7:30 PM and I don't like staying out late, not to mention he's giving off omega creepy vibes, so I politely refused and went to leave for the nth time. At this point he decided it would be a good idea to grab my arm and I decided it would be a good idea to slap him in the face. In my book, it is a BIG no-no to grab a woman's arm or try and keep her there using physical force. That's a big red warning sign in my mind. Anyways, he got to clue and finally left me alone.
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| Want to know what I hate? |
[25 Aug 2008|02:19am] |
I hate people who think they're too important to do their job. I had the heart attack of my lifetime just recently and all because this woman didn't want to do her job.
Months and months ago, before orientation and before I could sign up for classes, I arranged to meet with the head of chair of my department at school. I set up an official appointment with her, drove four hours to the school, and spent a shitload of money on hotel and gas all so I could ask her some very important questions. Which she did not answer in the least. Because I'm a transfer student, I wanted to be sure what classes transferred and which ones didn't so that I didn't wind up signing up and taking any classes I didn't need to. But as soon as I got to her office and started to ask her this, she promptly told me that could wait until after school started and that she had to leave for another appointment. She gave me all of ten minutes, when I had arranged for an hour advising appointment with her for the sole purpose of talking about my schedule and what classes I should take. I drove four hours there and four back for 10 minutes that accomplished nothing. But she told me to just sign up for whatever because my classes would probably transfer.
FAST FORWARD TO A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO...
I was at the school welcome day, by now I had bought all my books, walked around and found all my classes and went over my schedule for each day, etc etc etc. Just as I was about to leave, I decided 'why not' and went to see about getting an advising appointment with the very same lady. As luck would have it she was there that day and just so happened to have an open slot! I sat down and handed her my schedule only to have her tell me I was going to have to drop all my classes because the prerequisite classes wouldn't transfer. THE VERY SAME CLASSES I HAD ASKED HER ABOUT WHEN I HAD GONE TO SEE HER MONTHS AGO. THE VERY SAME CLASSES SHE TOLD ME WOULD "PROBABLY TRANSFER SO JUST SIGN UP FOR WHATEVER". Needless to say, this being only a couple of days before school started, I broke down a little right there in the office. She immediately tried to comfort me because she remembered me and knew this was partially her fault. She tried to waive it off as no big deal and told me to just go home and sign up for whatever classes were still open that I might need. Luckily I was able to get into the two prereqs I needed as well as my segment three courses, but that is not the point here. The point is that if she had just given me my scheduled time, I would not have had to be in that situation with all that stress.
Since I'm not working this semester I'm going to try and crash the Japanese class and get in. That'll boost me up to 20 units. Wish me luck on that. Anyways, the moral of the story is don't be a douche bag and try to skip out of doing your job; skipping out inevitably screws over the person you're skipping out on.
PS I'm all settled in my new place in San Francisco. My roommate has been mysteriously missing for two days. Dun dun dunnnnn. Also, my hot cocoa mix is missing too. COINCIDENCE?!
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| God, I swear I'll update more often. |
[12 Jul 2008|08:18pm] |
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I'm so glad to be rid of Albertson's. I wasted way too much of my life working at a place I really, really hated. The reasons I stayed so long were simply because the hours were so flexible and the pay was decent and the benefits were good. But in retrospect, none of that was worth it. Most of my coworkers were great and fun and easy to get along with, but when it came to the big bosses.....yeah. No. A handful of my bosses were nice and great and all, but a certain trio just seemed to make it their life mission to make me miserable. I worked hard, never called in sick, came in on off days, and yet it never seemed to be enough to get in anyone's good graces. I just couldn't handle all the political bullshit and powertrips anymore. The hypocrisy was everywhere and I can't stand that. For a summer job or whatever, it would have been fine, but I just stayed there way too long. Working in places like that really make you hate the public. Probably because I was working customer service and handling the refund and complaint desk especially.
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However, now that I've quit and stuff, I really don't think I'm making as good of use of this time off from life to the fullest. I'm busy making trips to LA and San Francisco, but it just seems like I'm doing a whole lot of nothing and accomplishing nothing. There is this huge pile of work to be done, and I'm not doing it. There is this huge pile of stuff I want to do, and I'm not doing it. All I want to do anymore is nothing. I suppose this is what it means to be burnt out? I've gone to AX as usual,and I'm planning a trip to visit Stef, and I'm going apartment hunting tomorrow, and Tuesday I'm getting pedicures and such with Hilary for her birthday, but....I just don't think I'm doing all I should be. There's all this books I want to read, and all this computer software I want to learn, and all these appointments I need to arrange, but....I keep putting them all off.
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I did finally get around to getting a hearing aid. To be honest, I don't think it really helps all that much. For those who don't know, I've got 50% hearing loss in my left ear. Basically means unless you're shouting in that ear, I don't hear it. My right ear is just fine, but the left is fucked.
I'm planning on going back to Japan either in the winter of this year or the summer of next. Thanks to working so much, I've saved up a fair chunk of money, so I don't need to stress about saving money or being cheap, or denying myself vacations and such. Especially if I get a part time job while I'm going to school fulltime. But I might just skip working for this year, we'll see. I'd like to keep working, but that depends on my school load.
I guess I'll talk about AX a little then. It was a pretty good year this year. I didn't have to babysit my sister the whole time. Luckily we were both able to just go off and do our own things and then meet back up before heading to the hotel each day. I didn't spend as much as I usually do on crap I don't need, but I did buy two really nice dresses while I was out and about shopping in LA. It was really, really hot, so I was constantly sweaty and uncomfortable, and its kind of annoying to have people stopping you get your photo, but I had a blast anyways. I got to meet up with a bunch of other CFUDers. I wish I had hung out more with them, but oh wells. Sadly I was at the Omni while everyone else was at the Westin. Which I learned on the last day were only a short walking distance away if you took this weird route. Damn. I ate a ridiculous amount of katsu curry while I was there. It is the love of my life basically. I ate lots of good food, hung out with really cool people, did neat stuff, got out of Los Osos for a while, bought cool shit, and just had a blast all around.
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[29 Jun 2008|05:52pm] |
Today was my last day at Albertsons. THANK GOD. Hell is over. I have been freed from purgatory. San Francisco here I come.
But first, AX.
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[15 May 2008|08:21pm] |
Finals week is next week. Personally I couldn't really care less. I'm not that stressed over them; I know I'll do decent with minimal studying and that I'll pass all my classes, so why stress?
I'm transferring schools next semester and that is a little stressing. I love San Francisco, it's a fun place to visit, and I'm glad to be finally moving out. My family....I love them all to death, but I really need some space. I'm fairly certain they've handicapped me for life. What I mean is, even though I'm the oldest daughter, they've always treated me like the youngest, and they've sabotaged me. They don't want me to move, they don't want me to grow up, and they've pretty much made me terrified to live on my own.
I know I'm probably also at fault for all of this. I could have tried harder for them not to baby me so much, but oh well. What's done is done.
I've been trying to convince myself that I'll be just fine, especially since I spend all my time at work, school, or on the computer anyways. But...I know that when I move there I'll probably be depressed and lonely and scared for the first few months at least. I know I'm a small fish in a small pond, and moving to a bigger pond is just going to make my small fish syndrome worst.
I don't really know what I want to do with my life, and that scares me. I'm sure I'll be fine, but I can't seem to accept it.
I'm going through a pretty rough patch of depression right now. I'm doing pretty well at fighting it down, but everyday I just find myself having a harder time keeping it off. So in light of that, I'm considering taking a mini break from everything, especially the computer. School is ending soon, so the only thing I'm really compelled to do is work a little bit, but I might be quitting soon anyways.
It'll do me some good to get out and do stuff. I've just been feeling really scared and lonely and unwanted lately and I think getting out will pep me right up again.
In other news, my allergies are ridiculously bad right now. Thanks a lot pollen.
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