Shrift, I just dropped by your LJ. Why do you love us so?

That has been the only good thing about today so far. Thank you, shrift.

I wish I had a cheese plate.

Between Tropical Storm Allison and Katrina, I think I've developed a real twitchiness about storms. I didn't quite realize that until recently.

Yeah, that seems pretty reasonable, all things considered. Good luck!

I wish I had a cheese plate.

I wish I was a little bit taller.

I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her.

::loves juliana::

That is the kind of shit I would rap about, if I were a rapper.

(ya-de-da-da-da-da-da-da t /Fiddler )

I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat and a six-foot father.

::loves juliana::

::smooches Tep back, even though she has permanently earwormed me now::

Shrift, I just dropped by your LJ. Why do you love us so?

Seriously. I have no idea who those men are, or whether or not I would like their music, but they are yummy!

The (anticlimactic) story of the library card and accidental glitter:

I got my library card yesterday or the day before. It's really not a very impressive-looking card, but it's in my wallet now. I started watching Life on Mars last night. Of course, I got the song stuck in my head. Today, after I went to the BMV, I was on my way to the grocery to get pie, and I saw that I was driving right by the library. "Why don't I go into the library and see if they've got Amber Spyglass or whatever Bowie album has Life on Mars?" So I did. They did not have Amber Spyglass, only Subtle Knife, which I'm already reading, which was no help at all. They did, however, have the Bowie album. I felt odd just getting a CD for my first outing with the card, but that's how it turned out, and, eventually, I accepted that, and checked out.

So, I got out to my car, and hit the eject button on the CD player, to make sure it was empty. Out came a CD from the Evansville library that I need to get back to my brother so he can return it. The case to said CD (The Fantasia 2000 soundtrack) was in the center armrest compartment. Several years ago, this same armrest compartment was the final resting place for a Lush glitterbug (golden), whose ghost has been bestowing sparkles on Legos, papers, and, most relevantly, CD cases. I, of course, did not think about this, pulled the CD case out and put it in my lap, where it deposited gold glitter on my black skirt. Glitter being glitter, a lot of it came off, but I expect the skirt to be slightly sparkly for the foreseeable future.

Glitter strikes in the most unexpected places. I've learned this from being a parent.