I am an engineer/Respect mah mind" rap, I keep envisioning you doing a version of it.

Hee. Well, my first thought was that my dear engineer dad would have been be so amused, then the second thought I envisioned Lori doing da rap. Forgive me, both of you.

Sheesh. Why is it that when you know you have to get up early the brain says perfect time for insomnia? This is one time when being so very far behind in Natter is a good thing. I am reading the threadsuck and am still on Monday. Y'all are good reading.

Also, the wine did not help the insomnia, but it did help with the fun of reading the threadsuck.

I vote for more chocolate. In fact, dinner will be a fig chocolate. Keep your judging to yourself.

Goulash. Just sounds great. One of those foods I wanted to taste based on the sound of the word. I think I maade it once.

However, I have no ingredients.

Ergo, fig.

And my power cord connector is being lame.

In fact, dinner will be a fig chocolate

I feel like an enabler, and not in a good way.

Goulash was a frequent meal in my youth. I've never made it myself. I don't think I shall either.

Figs and chocolate are another matter altogether. Both are lovely. At the moment chocolate martini seems most appropriate. Not an option though. Sad now.

Okay, here - is the bad side of formal pockets. [link]

The pockets are *not* what's wrong with that dress.

You sure those are pockets?

The Night Detective is over! Cute. Want more.

There's nothing I can say...a total eclipse of the heart.

Must off to bed.

I want this so bad it hurts.

That is niiice. But I'd warn you that Wilsons in generally pretty crappy leather, IME.

Oh! The orang! And I love that the cat just moved on in.

Without a Trace was very different and cute tonight, and the actress who played Saffron on Firefly was on it.

I have looked at so many online job ads tonight that my eyeballs are about to liquefy right out of my head.