I've given up on the cat hair.

Oh my god, the pet hair. If we would sweep every day, it would be more or less under control (other than the furniture), but, well, we aren't going to sweep every day. So.

I try to keep it clean, really. If for "try" you read "think about it a lot, really hard".

I can think about cleaning all day! I am really, really good at it.

ROOMBA. I'm regretting getting rid of mine.

I need to get out more, you guys.

I feel ya, Allyson.

Is the War on Easter the Second Front to the War on Christmas?

Well, since male marsupials frequently have two-pronged penises...the ones on the sides, I presume.

This is true. The middle one is for birth.

Evolution is a whacky thing.

Alternately, Australia is where the angels dumped all the things God created when He was drunk.

edit: 'Cause, really, those spiders? Nothing any being sober would consider.

Tips for working from home:

Try to make sure your phone is on mute before you accidentally sit on the cat.

Oh brenda, I hope that didn't hurt too much, because then I feel really guilty about laughing.

Liese,

good grief.