Did you need people to be interesting, Emily? I got nothing. 
I need people to be freaked out with me!  That person who looks very much like me is on the Web!
Actually, it looks like she's carrying a messenger bag, which I haven't for a while (and it looks like this is last summer sometime), so it's probably not me.  But it could have been!  Right there!  Reading a paper!  At the bus stop!
No, you're right, it's totally not paranoia-worthy.  It's still weird.
	
 
		
		
She is very pretty.  But depressingly thin.  Which is very insensitive, as I am still mourning for my thinness.
No, I joke.  The pretty is still pretty.  Nice and grape-like.  Mmmm, grape-covered Sandra Oh.
(Um, she is Sandra Oh, right?  Cause I don't wanna be like that Oscars announcer who mangled Ziyi Zhang's name so badly.)
(Oh crap, I missed the Tonys which Hugh Jackman was hosting, didn't I?  Shoot.  He's such a SEXY BITCH, too.  I feel like a negligent fangirl.)
	
 
		
		
ita's been touched by an angel
She's been bitchslapped by an angel from the look of it.
	
 
		
		
She looks like a tiny woman, but there's flesh wrapped around her bones.  
	
 
		
		
She looks like a tiny woman, but there's flesh wrapped around her bones. 
This exact same sentence appears in the 
Monster Manual III.
	
 
		
		
Sandra Oh really brings out the "Why don't I look like that?" in me with that picture.  
I made my resume public on Monster today while applying for something or other, and I already have gotten an e-mail and a phone call trying to entice me into a life of selling insurance.
	
 
		
		
You know who's evil? Betsy, that's who.  This morning on the way to work, I went to the vet's office she recommended, and they have kittens that are up for adoption.  
Really really cute kittens.