Zen! Hiya! Where you been, girly?

I answered you in my head, smonster, but it's possible you didn't catch it... I've been in a self-imposed isolation zone while I try to catch up with my work, having been assigned to do someone else's job as well as my own. I have mostly succeeded, at the cost of dong nothing fun all summer. I have now entered the "fuck it, I work too much" zone, and expect to return to having fun soon.

Oh dear god who linked the Jeeves alarm clock?

That was me. I want it badly!

Damn you all. Between Aims' texting me re: "Down on Skid Row" and you bastards here...

Poor. All my life I've always been poor. I keep asking God what I'm for. And he tells me "Gee, I'm not sure." Sweep that floor, kid!

what gift do you wish someone had brought you when you were in the hospital with your new baby?

The hospital was pretty well taken care of, it was the after that dinners for my freezer were most appreciated.

Though, a four foot panda bear was pretty awesome if for nothing else than freaking out the nursing staff.

Oh dear god who linked the Jeeves alarm clock? WANT.

ThinkGeek has it cheaper than HS: [link]

In case that's WANT in an actually gonna get it kinda way.

I've been wanting to post all week because I've wanted the hugs and hairpats. There's seriously not an area of my life that's not stressing me out so hard I want to sit down and have a good cry. But I don't want to sit and list them because I'd depress myself and probably would cry, and they don't love that in the workplace. So you'll all go ahead and take my word for it and make with the virtual love and strong liquor, si?

Another oh-so-not-a-morning-person here, btw.

Oh! I started life as an orphan, a child of the streets. Here on Skid Row! He took me in gave me shelter, a bed, crust of bread and a job. Treats me like dirt. Calls me a slob which I aaaaammmm...

I may have to buy the Jeeves alarm clock for my family's christmas gift exchange. It would be my worst violation of the $50 cap ever.

I cannot imagine living with someone who gets up before me and then helps me get up. Seriously, that's a fantasy I dream about sometimes, but in that wistful "world without shrimp" kind of way.

Believe me, I know how incredible it is. Just one of the many reasons I'm marrying that Girl.

So you'll all go ahead and take my word for it and make with the virtual love and strong liquor, si?

Yes, absolutely.

offers hairpats and absinthe

Man, it has been too long since I did Little Shop of Horrors.

Does it have to be human? Does it have to be mine?

Note: I did not play Seymour, that's just one of the most-often recurrent lines in my brain (too much vampire and werewolf fiction perhaps...)