I slept through a call from work, which they were eventually able to figure out on their own.

I love it when procrastination (or heavy sleep) solves the problem!

Incidentally, when I went to LibraryThing this morning, there's a notice that they're down -- they WERE having troubles on Sunday night, but they're getting it fixed. (They say they haven't lost any data, FWIW.)

Gnnngh. Went to gigantic concert last night. Sneaked down from grand stand seating to the general admission floor, slipped through the mass of sweaty humanity, and actually made it close enough to the stage to see. Discovered that I have not forgotten how to throw elbows at drunken frat boys moshing by themselves. My time in metal mosh pits served me well.

So totally awesome, even though I'm hobbling around like an old lady today.

I overslept like CRAZY this morning, which is kind of awesome, because now I feel well-rested. Of course, it kind of sucks, because I was super late to work, but whatever.

I am so jealous of your sleep, Jesse. If I worked in your office, I would be following you around saying, "I want your sleep. Give it to me."

I am marginally less tired than I usually am on Mondays. I got to bed not as late as I normally do on Sundays, so I even woke up 10 minutes before the alarm. Did I get up? of course not.

ION, I happened to look to see how many fat grams my cheap and beloved sausage biscuit from Mickey D's has? TWENTY FUCKING SEVEN. We will not be having that any more.

Zombie!shrift!

OK, so if you see a fawncy car with the license plate MENTOBE, you you want to crash into it or wonder about the driver's gender identification or surgical career?

I am so jealous of your sleep, Jesse. If I worked in your office, I would be following you around saying, "I want your sleep. Give it to me."

Mu-wah-ha-ha!!

OK, so if you see a fawncy car with the license plate MENTOBE, you you want to crash into it or wonder about the driver's gender identification or surgical career?

Heh. I thought "meant to be," even though I realize there's an extra T there.....

This just sounds too bizarre and goofy to be true... OTOH, it is the Pentagon:

Pentagon Confirms It Sought To Build Gay Bomb

BERKELEY A Berkeley watchdog organization that tracks military spending said it uncovered a strange U.S. military proposal to create a hormone bomb that could purportedly turn enemy soldiers into homosexuals and make them more interested in sex than fighting.

Pentagon officials on Friday confirmed to CBS 5 that military leaders had considered, and then subsquently rejected, building the so-called “Gay Bomb.”

Edward Hammond, of Berkeley’s Sunshine Project, had used the Freedom of Information Act to obtain a copy of the proposal from the Air Force’s Wright Laboratory in Dayton, Ohio.

As part of a military effort to develop non-lethal weapons, the proposal suggested, “One distasteful but completely non-lethal example would be strong aphrodisiacs, especially if the chemical also caused homosexual behavior.”

The documents show the Air Force lab asked for $7.5 million to develop such a chemical weapon.

“The Ohio Air Force lab proposed that a bomb be developed that contained a chemical that would cause enemy soliders to become gay, and to have their units break down because all their soldiers became irresistably attractive to one another,” Hammond said after reviwing the documents.

“The notion was that a chemical that would probably be pleasant in the human body in low quantities could be identified, and by virtue of either breathing or having their skin exposed to this chemical, the notion was that soliders would become gay,” explained Hammond.

I mean, this is pretty much impossible given our current technology. OTOH, this might just have been some Pentagon brass dude thinking it would be a cool idea, despite the utter unfeasibility of it...

Also, am now earwormed with "Gay Bar," except with the words changed to "Gay Bomb."

OK, so if you see a fawncy car with the license plate MENTOBE

The car belongs to a member of Boys2Men?

Also, am now earwormed with "Gay Bar," except with the words changed to "Gay Bomb."

I'm earwormed with Tom Jones singing "Sex Bomb," only now as "Gay Bomb."