It's your birthday - do whatever you wanna!

She called back! FCO'tD called back! With an even dumber question!

You know how cops are working on that device that shuts down cars so they don't have to chase them? We need that for fuckcakes. And I should control it. Just shut them down.

FCO'tD: I don't want insurance.

Me: Then check no.

FCO'tD: Where?

Me: Where it says "If you elect to NOT have insurance" and then next to that is a box that says "NO I do not want insurance". Check that box.

FCO'tD: Okay, but I DON'T WANT insurance!

Me: (pushes button)

FCO'tD: (gurgles and dies)

Happy birthday GC!

Jilli, have you seen these?

Yep! I will eventually own some of that bat jewelry. Ohyes.

Freaking insomnia fairy. Someone out there must be getting a great night's rest cause they stole MY SLEEP.

Wasn't me! Because when I finally DID fall asleep, I had dreams about not being able to fall asleep. Dear Subconscious, I am not happy with you.

Didn't we drink that at the SF F2F? Jilli & Pete brought some down to indoctrinate us all into the Ravensbrew cult.

Yes, we did. Ravensbrew, yay! Which reminds me to drink the rest of the pot of tea I have next to me, because maybe, just maybe, it will help me wake up.

Happy birthday, GC!

It could be worse, MM. You could be on the phone with my sister, trying to tell her where the Start button is on her computer. "It's at the bottom. On the left." "I don't see it. What does it look like?" "It says 'Start'" I don't know how you do it.

Speaking of forms, I was once again annoyed by the long tedious form you have to fill out if you're female and getting x-rays. It would save a lot of time if the top question was "Have you had sex with a man in the last 12 months?" Then you could avoid the various questions about why you couldn't possibly be pregnant. I have yet to succumb to my desire to write "I haven't had sex since 2002. Is that what you wanted to know? Are you happy now?"

MM, all I can say is "wow."

Ten explications down, ten to go.

I have yet to succumb to my desire to write "I haven't had sex since 2002. Is that what you wanted to know? Are you happy now?"

so, if we tell anyone that, you'll never have sex with us, right? (this only makes sense if you watch HIMYM this week)

Happy Birthday GC!

Oh man, I'm watching this 'Child of our Time' show on BBC right now. Seven year old girls are aspiring to be underweight, and think fat children will have no friends. However, they also aspire to be 'kind' and 'healthy' over other qualities. The boys, while not appearing to care about body type, value being'rich' above all other qualities. Seven freaking years old.

Edited for post-beer spelling.

The Earth is doomed.

The boys, while not appearing to care about body type,

Give them time.