OHO!

I forgot to take my prozac this morning, and am also PMSing.

apologies to anyone on whom I went off like a majorly loose canon. clearly I am a fucking moron.



thanks all, be cool

leg of cowboy, fuck silk

wow, those Chinese really know how to translate.
(courtesy of grammar_nazis, the best comm this side of the English language.)

irrelevantly, I am now the proud owner of an APPROXIMATE FUCK-TON of peanut butter. apparently someone at my parents' church owns a peanut butter company, or something, so sent me a BOX OF 12 16-oz. JARS. I went out and bought a loaf of white bread and um. at least it's good quality, all-natural peanut butter.


also George is taking me to see V on Sunday! so I'd better read up! :D I'm excited. he went to see it with some of the guys from work, and says it's very good. and so does everyone else, except Alan Moore who understandably has a stick up his butt about the whole thing, but come on! from what I hear it's closer than most comic-to-screen adaptations have been. so cheer up, emo-Alan!