Thanks to blue_eye for posting this.


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Morning. I've already been up a few hours. And it's flippin' COLD outside ( Read more... )

It's f'ing HOT in here.

1.) Happy birfday to squirrelcsi!!! Hope it was wonderful!

2.) Say hi to my newest friend, dannydonovan! No using him as a chew toy yet. Unless he okays it first!

3.) Love the Superbowl commercials. Especially the Blockbuster one with the "mouse".

4.) Meet the Robinsons looks funny ( Read more... )

When will I stop being a scared little chickenshit?

That's a rhetorical question. No need to answer it. I know the answer already. I just need to DO it.

But, damn... Running back down the bunny hole to hide is instinctive. A knee-jerk reaction. A bad habit, and one that is tougher to break than any other habit I've broken, including smoking.

I hear my fluffy pillow, on my comfy bed, calling my name. I have my comfy pjs on.

I think I'll actually go to bed before 2 AM.

G'night, all!

(No, this isn't a sign of the apocalypse. I promise.)

I love Staples. However, I should never, ever-- under ANY circumstances-- be allowed in there without adult supervision. It's as evil for me as PetCo or PetSmart. (For you new people, I tend to adopt things when I go into PetCo or PetSmart. So, yeah, I need adult supervision with me in there ( Read more... )

Which one of you was talking about me today? My ears were ringing like mad!

This, folks, is why I rarely ever go to bed before midnight. Everytime I do, I wake up stupidly early and can't get back to sleep to save my life.

Oh well. I'll live.

I feel like I did something wrong, but don't know what.

Going to bed. Maybe this stupid paranoia will go away with sleep.

Night, all.