This is par for the course around here, and it generally doesn't make me lose my mind, so I'm not sure why now, all of a sudden, I'm ready to just rip his pancreas out with my teeth.

Sometimes you just want to rip their pancreas out. It's no one's fault. Just you run out of Cope or Patience.

If you show me a fighter jet zooming and then someone voiceover's "Yeehaw!" I am going to respond with, "Jester's dead." It's just how the world works.

::Loves on Cass. (yup. right there with you)::

I am also Tim, but without the costume.

Speaking of, I need to figure out a Halloween costume. I was all psyched to be Edfie Trinket, but now I'm not so sure. I haven't really had the energy to pursue it fully.

I am festin'. Had a yummy brisket slider (my stomach seems to have shrunk) and am listening to Keb Mo play.

I LOVE Keb Mo. I have one of his albums from years ago, recced by one of my authors.

I'm drinking a hot toddy. I put up sliced lemon, chopped ginger, and honey a month or so ago, and tonight I mixed it with hot water and Jack Daniels. it is delicious and feels wonderful on the throat.

I've never had a hot toddy. Maybe I should fix that. I have come down with a nasty cold.

They're almost worth getting sick for. I hope you feel better soon, though. Whatever you end up drinking.

Wow, Calli, that sounds awesome. I love hot toddies.

Steph it's not just you. Will and I met at Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner and to watch FSU play. He left at half time and I stayed and had a Pumpkin Cider. It was not very pumpkin-y and I was disappointed.

Especially since the Shipyard Ale I tried tasted exactly like liquid pumpkin pie. Which was kinda weird but also good (until the beer flavor kicked in).

I was also sad that the pumpkin cider was not moreso.

I am at my gay dance convention, taking a break between the women's social and the Saturday night dance.