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And lo, in the midst of glaring computer monitors, and the trials and tribulations of FTP, HTML, Image Composer and Common Sense, did Cadbury Mini Eggs descend and heal the tortured soul of Chicago who leant forward and squinted at her work day in and day out.

And it was good. Yea, verily, chocolate, to appease the soul.

Oh, and how could I forsake thee

Crowded House - Together Alone
and
Neil Finn - Try Whistling This

Music, she is a balm.

Man, I am just really digging these albums right now. Re-discovering them.
It helps to drown out the woman downstairs, too, who has been on the biggest damn Joshua Tree kick lately. "With or Without You," over and over and over and over and over and over and over, with portions of other songs thrown in.

I combat her U2 barrage with Neil Finn's amazing silky lyricism and rockin' beautiful guitars and piano and and and. It's just too bad, as I happen to like The Joshua Tree very very much. I just can't handle the way she's listening to it.