Okay, the Devil didn't make me get sushi...

...But he did make me get shoes...and a squeaky Devil Ducky for the bath...
(Hi, Mr. Devil!!! I loved you in "Angel Heart!")

And again, obsessively, my head is in a cardboard box inhaling
Bath Goop. Kinda makes it hard to see to type, but it's worth it...so very worth it...(Ooh, this one smells like candy...and this one smells like luuuuuuuuv....)

It's a frivolous way to spend the morning...but hey, things will get dark and serious soon enough; I'm being Zen and cherishing the moment of Now before Now becomes scary again....

Ms Eff, who saw that albino squirrel again this morning, and is reminding herself to chuck some peanuts in a coat pocket the next time she goes outside....

Temptation's an awful thing...

...No...No..Mustn't stick head back in the box....Mustn't....


*Snooooooort!*

Well, dammit, I'm only human, there's a coffee bath bomb in there for Crom's sake!

..Deep thoughts...

(From a card we got this morning...)

I wish outer space guys
would conquer Earth
and make people their pets,
because I'd like to have
one of those little
basket-beds with my name on it...


(The things people send to us at work, I swear...this was with a change of address form. *grin*)

Sinusy headache...

(No it's NOT from snorting the bath goop, I had it yesterday too!)

Please let it be PMS, or a pressure system.Please don't let it be...

*Looks around quickly*

Don't let it be a cold...please, don't let it be a cold....

Ms Eff, who took echinacea last night like a good Maus, but neglected it this morning.

The verdict?

Concerning my headache...

Definitely PMS. It cleared up when I "supported" my coworker's kid's gymnastics class by buying a candy bar.

But the cramps are kickin' into gear now, fueled by self-knowledge...

Ow. Quit it. Ow. quit it...

Yeah, yeah, I took the test too...

I am:

70% Goth
20% Trendy
35% Alternative.

Anyone suprised? No? Thank you, Please drive through....

PS: I wrote a small story for Secretland...when it's up I'll put on the link. It's about the Great Pink Flamingo Kidnapping of 1989....

Oh nooo...THE MUTATION HAS STARtED!!!

Eyes....burning...

...Claws...sharpening...

Fangs...jutting out...

Hair....as messy as it usually is...
Ears...still pointy...but that's not important right now...

I...am...MS HORMONALMAUS!!!!

*Roars at the sky and starts to stomp across Minneapolis*
"MUST FIND MEAT!!!! IRON!!! SUSHI!!!! ICE CREAM WOULD WORK!!! RHHHAAAAAAAAAAG!!!!!!"

The word for today is....

Spleeeeen!!!!