Darker than Darkness

: meronichan; May 5th, 14:44

Current Mood:: weird

In a vain attempt at writing about something not depressing, I'll talk a little about Harry Potter and Pottermore. I don't know why, it's just on my mind at the moment.

Okay,...for me, playing Pottermore at all was kind of random. More like, out of pure boredom. I like HP and the world and it's really creative and everything, but I was never one of those people that went out to buy the scarves and ran around screaming "stupify!" at strangers. I mean, you're allowed to like something popular without being obsessed with it, right?

Right?

Anyway, well, they just opened the site up to the public and there's not much to do at the moment, sans make potions (which I suck at) and duel other students. Though since the public is so far behind the people that got to try it early, it's sort of unfair. Okay, really unfair.

I'm hoping as they open up more sections of the book they'll make more games to play for different classes, like Herbology or Defense Against the Dark Arts which would probably be based off of how well you do in dueling other houses.

Speaking of which, I ended up in Gryffindor. I mean, what? That was the last place I expected, TBH. I'd say out of all the houses Gryffindor probably embodies me the least,...I'm not reckless and brave or anything. Could it be because I work well with others and am the loyal type? Guess that's all it takes. My best friend ended up in the same house, and we have pretty much the same personality and likes for the most part so,...*shrug* Actually a lot of people I know ended up in Hufflepuff (insert joke about Hufflepuffs being lame here). Though I have to admit, it is nice being part of a winning team for once, since Gryffindor has the most housepoints pretty much all the time next to Slytherin. I can kind of imagine if the houses had voices, it's be something like:

Slytherin: So many mudbloods, Gryffindor you suck, let's fight! *points wand at Gryffindor*

Gryffindor: You're going down Slytherin, you evil bastards! *points wand at Slytherin*

Ravenclaw: You're casting that spell wrong! Here, let me show you how it's done! *points wand at everyone*

Hufflepuff: Can't we just all get along? *hiding behind corner*

This reminds me of a funny story about when I was in Europe. There was this girl in my tour group being all, "Oh I can't wait to get to London because of Harry Potter blah blah." When we were in Switzerland I was looking at a map, and one of the cities was called Grindelwald. If you know anything about the series Grindelwald was basically Dumbledore's homolust/homolove interest, so that made me laugh. When I pointed it out to her, she had no idea what I was talking about. Bitch, I'm not even that much into the series but you call yourself a fan and it doesn't ring a bell? Lemme guess, you're one of those people who just watches the films. Kind of like people saying they like Final Fantasy VII after only seeing Advent Children. Whatever.

Anyway, it's interesting to read about the backstory to a lot of the places and characters in the books, if you're a huge HP fan. For everyone else there really isn't much to do there, sans friend people you don't know and duel them. Plus you can't even choose your own username. You mean I can't have HermioneRulz456 or xXDracoLovesHarryXx as my name? Sadface.

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Sooooooo

: meronichan; May 2nd, 19:15

Current Mood:: stressed

I have my road test for the first time in like 4 years tomorrow. I failed the first one miserably.

I seriously HATE driving. It's not even something I don't want to do, it's an actual phobia. I mean, I have nightmares about it kind of phobia. I know the only way to get over it is to pass the test and not be afraid, but it is SO HARD. I mean, even if I fail I know they're not gonna shoot me or anything but I am SO SICK of people being on my back about it, like "oh, you're almost 23 how can you not be driving" and "you're never going to get anywhere in life unless you drive."

And then when I was in Europe, I hear my tour guide say he's never driven once in his life.

Why the fuck don't I live in another country where people actually use their fucking legs and everything isn't 100 miles away? No wonder everyone in this nation is fucking obese. We use our cars like we use our legs.

Tags: fear

Surgery

: meronichan; March 8th, 21:56

Current Mood:: pensive

Well, last day with a gallbladder. I know it's not a huge surgery but it's still surgery and it's my first one,...and now it's before bedtime and I'm freaking a little when I know you are supposed to be calm and you know it'll be worse at the hospital and look how bad it is now I'm not even using periods I just keep using conjunctions ahhhhhhhh

My gallbladder has what's called "sludge" - essentially the beginning of stones. Not even ACTUAL stones yet, and I STILL had pain and nausea and a painful as fuck attack where it was so horrible just breathing made me cry (do you people know they charge you 700 DOLLARS to be picked up by an ambulance?). I would say yeah, keep it, but apparently the shit doesn't go away and it's going to get worse and probably gonna make me have another attack. The doctor at the hospital said he's seeing more and more people my age (20's) with this problem because the American diet is so horrible. As bad as the post-op recovery is it can't be worse than that attack. Seriously.

I mean what the fuck. What the honest fuck. My father has been eating shitty crappy food since he was my age and his gallbladder is fine? Then again they say that people can have sludge/stones and never have an issues. His gallbladder is probably FULL.

Then again if that doesn't get him, it'll just be a heart attack. You know.

My friend said at least my body was nice enough to give me a warning that I needed to change my diet. Yeah, more like screamed at me.

Tags: operation, sad

Disney Plot Holes

: meronichan; January 19th, 22:06

Current Mood:: exanimate

Saw Beauty and the Beast in 3D again this past weekend. Still have so many problems with that movie. Like Belle and the Beast's relationship, first and foremost. Yeah Belle, he was "coarse and unrefined" because he was a child. He never grew up. She forced him to grow up to be worthy of her. Unlike Gaston, who was already a man and treated Belle like a child in the sense that he didn't value her intelligence. Essentially both the Beast and Gaston represent the worst men: chauvinist and the man-child. The man-child learns to grow, but it's much harder to alter the thought process of the chauvinist. Either way Belle felt more like his mother than his lover to me.

Speaking of which, that brings me back to the curse. It said the rose would bloom until his 21st year. What age was the prince when he was enchanted again? Like, 12? Of COURSE he's going to be selfish and unkind, he's 12! And where the blasted hell are his parents again? Shouldn't he be king then, if they're dead? And how the hell does no one remember there was an enchanted castle in the forest with a PRINCE in it? It's not like he's a duke or baron or anything, he's a crown regent of France. Weren't they all living in Versailles in the 18th century?

Also I love how pretty much everyone in the town follows Gaston, no matter what. And they all immediately know how to get to the castle despite the fact apparently no one even knew it was there before. And the beast lives and gets the girl, and Gaston dies. He never got the chance to change like the Beast. I think the perfect punishment for him would have been to transform him into a woman so he could've seen just how hard it is.

How about the enchantress herself? Did she just choose to make the prince's life hell because she felt like he was a worthy victim? Obviously she didn't need shelter, she was testing him. But why him? Why not Gaston? That guys needs a curse if anybody. Yeah, a prince living alone at age 12 is probably gonna be a spoiled brat. And what's with the magic mirror? Why did she give it to him? So he could stare at his own ugliness? Look at people while they go to the bathroom? EXPLANATION PLEASE?

And Belle,..she wants nothing but adventure. So,...she settles down and gets married to the man-child. He doesn't challenge her intellectually, so how does this relationship work? Because he suddenly grew up by the end? She was reading him bedtime stories for fuck's sake. He was a prince yet he didn't even know how to READ properly? Obviously he could care less about honing whatever skills he possessed. I guess those enchanted tutors were slacking. It also pissed me off that Belle was 'OMG BOOTIFUL'. People, it's not hard to love someone beautiful. At all. "True beauty comes from within", but only if you're a man. If you're a woman, you MUST be beautiful inside and out in order for anyone to give two shits about you. Then again, Disney wouldn't be able to sell merchandise with a princess who looked like their fangirls, now would they?

Yeah, sorry Disney, but your greatest hits have some of the biggest plot holes. ESPECIALLY the fairy tale remakes.

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Obligatory New Years Post

: meronichan; December 31st, 2011

Current Mood:: apathetic

I feel like this past year a lot has happened in my life, yet somehow,...I still haven't moved forward. In fact, I think I've taken a few steps backwards, all in all. I thought I knew what I wanted from this life, and had some direction, but now I'm wandering around as if I don't know anything anymore.

I understand that it's important to have goals and ambitions because if you don't you become a rock that grows moss and people step all over you and you cease to live.

Right now I'm surviving, and not living.

But how does one know what they want? A true obtainable goal to strive for? What if I pick something, get it, and decide it was a waste of time? At this point in my life, can I afford to make that sort of mistake?

This new year, I want something to live for. I want to find it. Whatever it is. Because according to everyone, I need to have a reason to be alive. Which I think is complete bollocks, but. Hey, you know what? Forget them. What if my goal in life is to have no goals no matter what? Eh? What if I just want to breeze through and just let myself fall into oblivion? Who says I need to accomplish something spectacular or meaningful in this life? Are we being graded by some professor in the sky? If so, based on what criteria? We have the puzzle pieces, but how does one know what to make if we can't see the picture on the box first? Do we continue to attempt to fit the pieces together until it somehow makes sense?

That was probably my goal all along, to just fade away quietly into obscurity. I doubt it's going to change much.

Tags: life sucks, new year, rant

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We're all screwed. 2012 is real.

: meronichan; December 10th, 2011

Current Mood:: shocked

My dad went to a pawn shop today to get rid of some gold. The guy at the counter told him that since the economy is basically broken, the best thing he can do is stock up on flour, sugar, rice, ...and basically any easy to cook, easily stored item. He said compared to gold, these things have risen in price over 300%, compared to the gold which has only risen something like 30%.

Now this guy was pretty old, and he's been in the business for 45 years. He said he's seen all types coming in the store in that time, and just recently he had someone rob him, point blank, in the broad daylight surrounded by security cameras. Now apparently that same criminal is back on the streets because there's no room for him in our jails! There are essentially criminals running around the city with no one to stop them. Guess who's gonna be the first to start a riot? He told my dad the reason they brought the troops back from Iraq is to set up barricades around the cities when all hell breaks loose, so that no one can get out when the riots occur. Let's face it, the city's gonna be the first place to lose everything, and they're going to look for it in the suburbs (where I live).

If you are in any sort of city, get the hell out NOW. I'm serious. I have a good friend that lives in Rochester (the closest big city to me) and I fear for her well being all the time. She doesn't think much on it, but I do. I don't want to see a good friend of mine starve to death. His story just made me all the more frightened for her. Back in the 60's there were riots there too, but that was about race. These riots will be much worse, since it involves basic necessities for life. The man said that the local authorities have been running drills for months now preparing for shit storm. He also said that since the housing market is in such a state, the people who work on building up and maintaining those buildings (carpenters, painters, electricians, etc) are out of jobs and on unemployment, and that unemployment is about to run out. Also, they're not training and passing on their skills to my generation, so essentially we're a group of useless people not able to do anything except use a computer.

"It's a generation of children begetting children begetting children."

I know exactly what he means. This is precisely why I refuse to get involved with any "man" my own age, since they are forever 16 and will not be able to provide for me or my child should we choose to start a family. Granted I'm not much help either, but in my mind, it is the man's duty to make sure the woman he loves and his child have somewhere to stay and food to eat. Not this "woman does everything, man sits on couch and eats potato chips and plays Xbox" crap. I've said this same thing multiple times to myself in the past. We even had a discussion in university about it. This is why I believe that old man.

Isn't it funny how everything comes full circle? We go from being the richest country in the world, and now we're heading back to the caveman days at an astounding rate. And it's not only us. Greece and Italy are already Bankrupt, with the rest of the Western world not far behind. It just shows how absolutely nothing lasts forever.

Don't say I didn't warn you, if you're a skeptic. But we all saw this coming, I think. We just didn't want to admit it to ourselves. The man said all of this would occur within the next year (2012, anyone?). But who knows,...it could be 5, 10, maybe 50 years down the line. It's going to happen.

So if you don't have a job, if you're down on your luck, if you don't have a place to live, if you're starving, you're not alone. At least, you won't be very soon.

Of course, on the flip side the whole thing could turn around at any time. But the last time it took a depression first. It makes me think I'll be wasting my time going to graduate school. Wow, surprise.

I'd start learning to grow my own food if I were you.

Tags: armageddon, life sucks

MERCHANT OF VENICE ABRIDGED, BY MELONY

: meronichan; November 20th, 2011

Current Mood:: amused

Like Shakespeare but hate the language? Taking a lit class
and too lazy to read the material? Just looking to waste time? WELL LOOK
NO FURTHER! I've taken the liberty of abridging the crap out of
Shakespeare's plays so that even by shooting in the dark on a quiz
you'll probably score at least an 80.

Parenthesis are my own thoughts on the dialogue.

MERCHANT OF VENICE, ACTS I + II

-------------

IN VENICE:

Antonio: I'm sad.

Salarino/Solanio: Is it because your ships aren't here?

Antonio: Nooooo ):

S/S: Oh, you're hot for someone.

Antonio: I guess so. Either that or I'm just fated to be the underdog forever even though I'm hugely successful.

Bassanio: What
up dawgg? Listen, like, I'm high class but I wasted all my money and I
need to borrow some to woo this chick named Portia who's all rich and
stuff. You like me right? Help?

Antonio: Well,
since I'm apparently the Jesus character of this play, I'll help you.
But I'm strapped for cash too ATM cuz all my tradin' ships are still at
sea. You know anyone who we can borrow from?

Bassanio: Well, there's Shylock.

Antonio:
Shylock's pretty damned awful. Cuz he's a Jew. And Jews are awful
compared to we awesome Christian people of whom I am the best and
everyone thinks so. Just sayin'. Tell you what though, since I love you
(probably a lot more than the censors say even though it's glaringly
obvious) I'll sign the contract with Shylock.

Shylock:
Well Antonio, I hate you like fire because you're an antisemitic
bastard, so,...I'll lend you 3k ducats. But if you can't pay it back by
the time the contracts over I get to cut some skin from you. Say,...a
pound? And no interest! Limited time offer, call today! (What a
saaaaaap)

Bassanio: S***'s whack, don't do it!

Antonio:
Oh silly boy, I'm rich as hell. Once my ships get back a month before
the contract ends I can pay back this terrible jerkface and we'll be off
free.

Bassanio: K. Let's go my main man
Gratiano. But listen dude, be cool, cuz I know you're not exactly tact
and stuff and I don't wanna scare her away.

Gratiano: I'll try.

----

IN BELMONT:

Portia:
My dad died and obviously he had way too much time on his hands, so he
made this trial where my suitors have to choose from 3 different colored
boxes to find my picture, and if they choose wrong they can't marry
ANYONE much less me (because obviously this can be enforced somehow even
though they all live in different countries). Also all my suitors suck
(and I only ever liked that one guy named Bassanio because even though
I'm intelligent I have terrible taste in men). Who's up?

Moroccan Prince:
Me, sweetness. Let's see,...I'm obsessed with wealth, so obviously I'm
going to choose the gold box because it fits my persona. Oh, snap! I was
wrong! Woe! -runs out-

Nerissa: Sweet,...he was a jerk.

----

BACK TO VENICE:

Launcelot Gobbo:
I work for Shylock, but he sucks. Should I leave and work for Bassanio
instead, even though he's poor? Conscience tells me stay, fiend tells me
go. Screw conscience.

Old Gobbo: Hey, I'm looking for Shylock's house so I can find my son.

Launcelot: I AM your son.

OG: Nooooo.

Launcelot: Yeah I am you blind geezer. This whole scene is pointless so can we just wrap this up?

OG: K.

Bassanio/Gratiano: Yo.

Launcelot: PLEASE LET ME BE YOUR SERVANT PLZ PLZ

Bassanio: Uhhhh,...okay.

Launcelot: Wooooo! Hold on brb.

----

Jessica: I'm Shylock's daughter. I'm a Jew and even I
hate my dad! The only course of action is to become Christian by
marrying Bassanio's friend Lorenzo (even though he probably just wants
my dad's money). I'll miss you Launcelot. Here, take this letter to
Lorenzo for me.

Launcelot: Can do buckaroo. Later!

----

S/S: So Jess is gonna ditch her dad and go with you? Radical.

Lorenzo: Word.

Launcelot: Here's Jessica's letter.

Lorenzo:
Whelp, looks like it's a plan. She's gonna crossdress and pretend to be
my torchbearer so we can sneak away at night. Plan is TIGHT. Launcy, go
tell Jess I'll be there.

Launcelot: K.

---

Shylock: You know if you leave for Bassanio's service you can't be a fat lazy useless slob like you can with me.

Launcelot: -shrug-

Shylock:
Well I'm going to meet with that jackass now anyway. Jessica! I
actually love you and want to keep you safe from the stupid Christian
hooligans, lock up when I leave.

Jessica: K.

Shylock: -leaves-

Salarino/Gratiano [outside the house]: Plan is sick. Where the hell is Lorenzo?

Lorenzo: Yo, sorry I'm late bros. Hey, Jessy baby! Get your ass out here!

Jessica [on balcony]: I'm here, but I'm ugly like a boy, don't look at me! Here, take this casket full of my dad's stuff! -throws it-

Lorenzo: Awww man, sweet! We're all set, let's go!

[they all depart]

----

Solanio:
Ohhhh man, you shoulda seen the Jew when he found out Jess ran off with
Lorenzo. He was all, "MY DUCATS, MY DAUGHTER, MY DUCATS!" HE-LARIOUS.

Salarino: Yeah it is,..but on a not so funny note, Antonio's ships most likely capsized.

Solanio: Sucks.

----

BELMONT AGAIN:

Portia: (My suitors are idiots, round II)

Prince of Arragon:
Well, time to choose. I'm not going to take lead (because then the play
would just end right here) and not gold (because that would just be
repetitive) so,...silver it is! [opens it] DAMNIT ALL. [runs off]

Messenger: There's a hot guy here to see you, just got here from Venice.

Portia/Nerissa: OMG I HOPE IT'S BASSANIO HE IS TEH_SEX!!!111

[/end Acts I+II]

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My dad needs an attitude adjustment.

: meronichan; November 17th, 2011

Current Mood:: annoyed

I find that most problems are like onions,...there's the outside layer, and you keep peeling away until you get to the inner layers. My dad has so many of these problems he's like a whole bag of onions.

He bought some sausage today which he put in a crockpot. I thought, "Oh, I'll cook some spaghetti so I can have some too, and we can eat it with the sausage."

When I did that, he actually got irritated. I mean, he was honestly mad. He made all these excuses like "why are you cooking so late at night" and "why aren't you eating the food in the fridge?" Completely ignoring the fact I made it BECAUSE HE WAS MAKING SAUSAGE. But that's not really the argument. He then said: "What, is this your 3rd dinner today? Go to work."

Now, that gives me several impressions. Firstly, accusing me of eating more than 3 dinners not only makes it seem like he thinks I'm overweight (which I am, but honestly, that's not what he's really mad about) and that I eat too much,..but then he adds 'go to work'. Now, this is where I think the problem lies. I believe that he thinks I'm useless, and that all I do is eat, and the only place I'm not useless is at work.

Deeper than that, I also think he resents the fact that he has to even feed me. I haven't been living with him for very long. I was taken care of by my grandparents, and he's not used to taking care of another human being.

Also, I work part time. When he sees that I have the day off and that I'm not on my hands and knees scrubbing the floor or something whenever he gets home, he gets angry. I honestly think he's jealous that he has to work twice as much as I do and that when I have a day off I can sit home and do whatever I want. He thinks I'm lazy when my grandmother is always complaining how lazy HE is.

Also, he hates his job and always complains about it, so he enjoys taking that frustration out on the only available source: me. Good gracious, it's like dealing with a 16 year old. On top of the fact that he has to constantly be at my grandmother's house fixing her stuff and I'm here all the time because I don't drive...yeah, he's clearly jealous of that.

What's that, 6 layers already? Tell me this man doesn't need help.

Oh, he just went to bed and slammed the door. What the actual hell? I hope I peeled away all those onion layers,...not that he's hard to figure out at all. He's more obvious than the giant M sign at McDonalds.

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A little about Europe

: meronichan; November 8th, 2011

Current Mood:: melancholy

I realized that I never wrote anything at all about my trip to Europe this June. Partly because I went to a lot of different places and I'm starting to forget the tiny details,...and well, I pretty much told everyone I immediately talk to, so that just leaves you less important internet folk. Sorry.

I was thinking last night,...not so much about what happened on the trip, but ruminating on certain feelings I have when I recall the places I went. I think I'm experiencing what they call "reverse" culture shock. When I got back home from the trip, I was generally happy to be home. I was tried of living out of a suitcase and having to be in such close proximity with strangers day in and day out with very little privacy. But now that I've reacquainted myself with the drudgery of day-to-day living again, I find myself restless. Despite that Europe didn't give me the revelation about life I was hoping for (talk about expecting a lot out of something), there was a feeling there that I can't describe.

If I went to Europe again, I would want to just stay in one place and take my time with it. If it had to be in a country I'd already traveled to, it would probably be either Germany, Austria or Switzerland,...somewhere mountainous with a medieval feel. Paris and Venice and London were just too, I don't know, posh for me? The image I got from a majority of Europe was that of an old woman trying very hard to look young. I feel that the towns I enjoyed visiting the most were the ones more in tune with their ancestry and with nature. I mean, it sort of ruins the appeal when you want to travel to get away from what you're used to and to still be met with a McDonalds and the Disney Store.

Also, I was really getting sick and tired of paying out of the ass for everything. In Venice it cost me 20 dollars American just for an entree and a glass of water (water, oh Lord, that's all I had to drink for two weeks was water, since even a glass of soda would cost me an arm and a leg!). A lot of places also charge you to go to the bathroom. I bought a doll in Venice that cost me 350 Euro, which was a whopping 500 American smackeroos. And she was one of two! Lord in heaven!

It's not to say I didn't enjoy the trip, but I think I got used to being in Europe much more quickly than I thought I would. Yeah, okay, I was in really famous cities and a lot of people spoke English and they catered to tourists buttttt, it kind of defeats the purpose of trying something new. If I lived there for a while and was somewhere more out-of-the-way (say, a countryside village) then yes, acclimation would have taken much longer. I think that's what I need now that I've dipped my toes in.

Now that I've done Europe though (not even a smidgen of the whole lot but enough), maybe I should go for a far eastern country, like Japan. Of course, they're very modern, too.

Choices, choices.

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THIS FREAKIN SUCKS

: meronichan; October 31st, 2011

Current Mood:: infuriated

Okay, they gave me today off from work, and I was thinking "oh it's gonna be great to have Halloween off!"

WRONG.

I'm writing this at 11 a.m., but I've pretty much been awake all morning on and off, since my grandmother calls me at 2 in the morning, right before I'm about to go to bed, and tells me her sump pump in the basement is spewing water and she wants my dad to come fix it. I wake him up, he basically tells me to piss off and says to her she should call a plumber. I call her about a half an hour later to see what's up, and she said he'd come in an hour to check it out. Naturally I fall asleep.

My idiot dad calls be about 4 times while I'm sleeping, but I didn't hear because I had earplugs in (GOOD) and he wants to know what the situation is. You know, because it makes more sense to call me and the not person it's happening to.

Someone called at 8 as well, and I don't know if it was him or not because they didn't leave a message. I go back to sleep at least partly, and then someone calls AGAIN at 10:50. This time I DO answer - BUT THEY DON'T! So I figure fuck it, since obviously no one wants me to get to sleep today and apparently God gave me this day off so he could make me miserable. Oh, and the day hasn't even started yet. Can't wait to see what comes next!

I normally like Halloween, but this is bullshit.
At least I asked for tomorrow off so I can revive.

I won't even have to dress up to answer the door for the kids. I'll be scary enough as is.

EDIT: So apparently the person that was calling was my manager (who else would call that incessantly, so I already knew it was her) and she wanted me to come in and work tomorrow because she's an idiot and forgot that the first Tuesday of every month is Senior's Day and every old person in the world is going to be in the store. I said why the hell not, considering even when I do have a day off you people screw with my life so I might as well make money to spend on things that don't completely blow.

Also I called my grandmother. Apparently the problem isn't her sump pump, but some sort of blockage outside the house. They think there's too much water there and that's why the pump is constantly running. She had to pay him 400 dollars just for them to tell her that, who knows what the repair is going to cost. I guess the same thing happened to her neighbor, and he had a pipe put in to flush the extra water away from the house. And I guess my dad did call there but I assume she was sleeping or didn't hear the phone because she was away or something. Anyway she called him at work so I don't know if he's coming back for dinner or not.

I'm going to take a shower to wash away the shame of this day.

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