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I can tell I'm getting old. It's finally easier to just fucking pay for the software. I don't want to have to hunt about for keygens. I don't have time to sift through the endless dreck of warez for the one honest, not-virused full install version. I want the fucking software, I want it to fucking work, and I want it *now*. (Man, I'm gonna be hell on wheels when I'm eighty.)

( Read more about how being old makes you responsible-ish? )

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Brother-the-younger had a nice time at the York Symphony the other night. Worth a read, if you like his prose as much as I do. (This link primarily for my mother.)