Locked in the trunk of my car, again.

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Thursday, October 12, 2006

i'm Lois Lane bitch.

I came home yesterday to find that my neighbor, Chubby Chaser had purchased all the news papers that are printed in Montreal, to be able to read all of the critiques of the Maiden show. They were all ok, nothing great, the Gazette's was pretty funny stating that Bruce Dickinson had not given any commentary during show (since it is a pretty deep album about war and God and all that) "But what is this? A U2 review? So who cares about the commentary" pretty funny. The La Presse review was horrible. Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes (i believe the actualite section page 5) It's THESE colors don't run, not colors don't run. Hallowed be thy name, not hallowed be dying?!?! And Two minutes to midnight, not just two minutes. So i called La Presse, and they are A-holes. "Don't worry ma'am, it'll be fixed" Oh yeah? when? As of today still no retraction.

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