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"it is my very astute belief that certain people need to have the shit smacked out of them." -michou

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oh holy christ!

transparent duct tape!

(from uberbitter.net)

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so. i'm here, reading my friends, and i get to yesterday, when primavera pointed me to this: Cat: It's What's for Dinner.

this is on ratemykitten, which, well, is mgg's most horrible addiction. it was broken for a while. unfortunately, mgg was sitting next to me when i opened the link.


so all productivity will cease.

i am a(n inadvertently) bad man.

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there is a girl stuck in the elevator. but she's going to be fine.

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woot! i am up to date on livejournal! um. wow. this really is a big accomplishment. it's taken me nearly a week to catch up from the last time i... caught... up. that's a crappy sentence.

sooo. stuff is happening. all sorts of stuff. i have half a loaf of cornbread to eat, however, and i hunger som'thin' fierce

so i'm gonna stand in the hallway and eat cornbread.

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okay, well, i can't eat the cornbread without a beverage, so i'll have to wait... until 11:30ish, probably. i have no cash, i don't want to take money out of the machine, i'm not going home until 11:30 ish, until after pagan club, so, instead, i will read webcomics. or. well, hit reload continually on the friends page, and check my email every 2 minutes. because i suck just that much. hey, look! a comment! and somebody posted something! yay!

spring is not my friend. my hormones get extra stupid, my sleep gets wonky, i cannot focus. maybe i should run downstairs to get a beverage. i wish i had had time to raid that reception on the second floor when i went looking for the building manager to rescue the girl in the elevator.

okay, done now.