The Story of Stickmas

And there were in the National Zoo pandas abiding in the panda enclosure, keeping watch over their food pellets by night. And, lo, their long hoped for libido came upon them, and Mei Xiang, at long last, started lookin' really fine to Tian Tian, and, the next morning, I'm afraid they were sore.

But fear not: for, behold, they brought us good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you was born July the ninth in the District of Columbia a Savior, which is Butterstick. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the cub on the pandacam, playing with a buttplug. Though, not in THAT way.

Glory to the Stick in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

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Debris is everywhere! Debris are everywhere!

First sounds right to me.

If anyone wants to reset today, please feel free. If we start over, maybe I'll have the presence of mind to stay in bed.

Debris was sounding so singular and acting so plural that I was forced to just rewrite the sentence.

I got into a stupid arguement over the word "data" once upon a time. I have to use that word in so many different contexts, sometimes singular, sometimes plural, I may be getting it wrong, but I'm consistently wrong, and I should have just ignored the crazy arguing person.

Er. Did lj just go completely haywire, or do I need to reboot?

It's fine for me.

It's working for me, shrift.

Please don't reboot the day, though.

Sadly, the mac and cheese is making me feel ill. Harrumph.

Would you like some velveeta& canned chili?

(God, I had a bite of it. 2 hours ago. I'm still feeling gross.)

One of my professors corrected herself the other day after starting to say "the data is...." But she's a recent Ph.D., so I think she feels like she has to be extra-correct now!

I'm eating sugared ginger I bought at the dollar store. Yum. Am also getting presents together, instead of doing schoolwork. It's still stuff that has a deadline soon!