eh. I was thinking that, but then I realized that I'm happy. I could be like the woman who got drunk at our 10 year and cried about how terrible her marriage was and how she was so unhappy and wanted a divorce, then hooked up with a guy that she'd dated twice in high school.

I have always felt better off alone than with someone awful.

Yay, devilbunny sighting!

ETA: And I just re-read the "Joe" posts and am now laughing my ass off. Awesome.

Joe unplugged the laptop and it logged him out of b.org. BOOO.

Well Joe's just no damn fun. Not giving Aimee camels or unfettered b.org access -- MEAN.

Clovis will get him.

Heh. And here I was, all prepared to have a detailed convo with MM about cramps and lip gloss.

Ok, last mememe for a while -- I am just floored by having the Internet again. Did I mention that bf got it as my bday present?

I am stupified, sometimes, that everything has changed so fast, for theOMFG so much better.

It astonished me, and freaks me out. Like, holy shit, everything is so amazing and it's usually such shit. How do I possibly deserve to be so happy?

And then I get all sensible - "Well, moron, you finally made a fantastic choice!"

Sinuses are clearly a design flaw.

I filled in one of the gaps in one of the proofs in my dissertation today, but I don't really like the way I did it. It's logically sound, but it's just not a terribly good proof -- it pulls in a ton of stuff that seems irrelevant, and it uses all of that stuff, but I don't have any good reason why that stuff should be related to this proof.

"I could write a book too if I only had the time,"

My variation on this would be, "I could write a book too if only had a speck of ability to come up with a plot. Oh, and characters, too." This is why I've done so well with Trek smut. The characters are already there, and well... no need for plot at all.

Sinuses are clearly a design flaw.

Did you know a human nose could get kicked three times by inept stage divers and not bleed even once? Twice my sinuses... um, "released" and I felt like there was blood everywhere but there was not. NOW I know why we have sinuses - they're shock absorbers!

Of course, now I have a wicked sinus headache and am taking medications I need to show ID for.

Oh, and I was wrong last night when I said that there was finally a good American-made vegan cheese. Turns out it's actually Canadian.

And also, ridiculously difficult to find. It's only sold to restaurants now, not retail, but there's a store in Maryland that buys the 5-pound bags of the shreds and repackages them into 1-pound bags which they sell. This store is in a tiny warehouse that's obviously zoned as storage and not as a retail store, and it's open only on weekends, and just for a few hours each weekend day. When I went there yesterday, I was in a friend's car, following the GPS navigation, and it literally took us around in circles twice before finally getting us there. The directions on the website for how to walk there from the metro include walking down a dirt path.

I'm certain that it would be easier to get pot than it is to get this cheese.