What is WITH this fucking weekend? If any of you are regulars at Balloon Juice, I expect you saw the news about General Stuck (commenter) and Tunch (supermassive cat/mascot/physical embodiment of the place) dying.
Oh, and TWO of our cars got clipped this weekend. While parked.
Also, my arms feel like they have rug burn from all the raspberry scratches. (I'd have finished pulling the unproductive canes, only someone CLIPPED MY NEW CAR, and I had to go in and rage blackout in private. Last straw and all.)
Huh. Just realised that Cory Monteith had been on SPN. I couldn't work out if it was just a professional thing I was seeing tweeted, but once an #spnfamily, always #snpfamily. Not kidding around. That was the second ever episode.
The wendigo one? Was he the brother who went missing?
I understand that under current Florida law, the jury may well have felt that they had no choice but to reach the verdict they did, but THAT LAW IS INCREDIBLY FUCKED UP.
Yeah, but they could have (and should have) done jury nullification and ignored the judges' orders about interpreting the law.
wendigo
No, he was the first guy the monster snatched. I think he may have had a line.
I feel like I should be icing my hand in prep for this morning. Of course, given how I slept on it, maybe I should anyway. That was not a natural position... I tried to sleep in. Didn't really work. Instead just being slow about getting showered and dressed.
Proof of how insane I've gotten: I'm packing my password cheat sheet (not an actual sheet, hackerz) in case I have to access documents online...
xkcd would like, I'm guessing this entire board, to take the test: [link]
The fire alarm PA speaker by my desk is making a low-level buzzing noise. My job is trying to drive me insane.
Momentary panic finding my HO insurance proof. It was right where I put it. Sigh.
Water bottle, filled. Papers, together. Time to go break my hand.