Man, I wish I had had pizza for dinner last night.

(This post brought to you by Mooshy Food, LLC, and tonight's dinner of cottage cheese and room-temperature mashed potatoes. Possibly followed by applesauce and vanilla pudding. And a little sprinkling of percocet.)

I finally looked to see what brand my flatware is, and found it online: [link]

I could make you custard, Tep! I just learned how, so I'm all excited about it. Of course, even if I was right there with you, it wouldn't be ready until tomorrow sometime. I may be reaching new lows of unhelpfulness.

OMG I cannot stop arguing with people who are supporting stupid chik-fil-a. OMG! They seem to all have a real big issue with me calling FRC and NOM hate groups. HOW DARE I?!!?1 How dare I call a difference of opinion hate?!?!? I want to drop kick these people into the Phelps Family Compound and let them fight their way out. FUCKOS!

Speaking of firing, I just want people to stop talking about their fandom's cannon.

I am totally unphased by that.

Except for how I'm not, and it was incredibly painful to even type that. Maybe not as painful as someone shooting me with a phaser, but close.

At alternative work location I met a guy who looked like a huskier version of Colin.

I could make you custard, Tep! I just learned how, so I'm all excited about it. Of course, even if I was right there with you, it wouldn't be ready until tomorrow sometime. I may be reaching new lows of unhelpfulness.

Well, I have to eat mooshy food for a few days, so it wouldn't be totally unhelpful! The geography, however, is trickier...

I've done more googling, and not only are some of those gushing people getting the season, festival, and meet wrong--she's also being lapped by the other women in the shot.

Oh, INTERNET. There was a similar facebook meme a few days back honoring a fencer for being the first muslim woman to represent the US in the Olympics -- except for the tiny fact that she didn't make the team. Sigh. The enthusiasm and the spirit in which it's meant are lovely, but the total fact-checking fail...

Think, pike, pique.

I have a piece of plastic under my right eye and should also be able to shoot lasers out of my eyes soon.

Okay, but you all know that interest is piqued, right? I mean, I'm expecting to find out breath is baited, you guys are so clearly wrong now.

stands with ita, Zenkitty, JZ, Anne W., smonster, and all the other right-thinking Buffistae

Interest is piqued, breath is bated. And it is CLEARLY "another think coming," people! My faith in the hivemind is sorely tested.

msbelle, if you think that is going to happen, you have another thing coming!

But what was the first thing? You can't have "another" thing if there wasn't a first thing.

The hug! The hug was the first thing! The hug isn't happening, so there is another thing coming!

So what is the second thing??

the punch ita gives me when I go in for the hug (or as she suggested the felt up breast). I get a THING I was not expecting, another THING.

THING THING THING.