Dammit, I was going to write something specific...

...And it's gone!!! All gone, i say!!!

*knuckles head*

Musta been that "git outtah here and get me some money too" song I'm hearing...too bad it's not the Rasputina cover. Everything's better with cellos!

Everything in the world to write about...and my brain feels like it's stuffed with cotton. *remembers Bros Quay short with small boy whose head was actually filled with cotton* Um, okay maybe it's not *quite* that bad. And I slept hard at last--turned down a night out to get some sleep...

Did I mention an old friend of mine dropped off a line or two? I'm awfully glad. I miss people.

This tea's doing nuthin' for me....

Good thing I have the heavy hitting stuff at work...

Oh crap!!! Forgot to bring some of the last of the Dutch coffee to share at work. Ooog, someone put a post-it on me or something...

*starts humming "where is my mind" by the Pixies....*

I'm full of potstickers...

And Miss Virginia is IT again...

Life is good.