Nuthin'.

Showered.
Fed (General Tso's chicken and pork fried rice, because Chinese carry-out is one of mankind's greatest inventions).
Made happy.
Off to work, to unravel all that joy. Sigh.

Actual posting tonight, hopefully addressing suggested topics of last poll.

Have fun, kids.

You'd think I'd learn by now...

rafaela: The material's not as good as it could be. I think it's cotton. Maybe a twill.
Me: *fighting to hold back laughter*
rafaela: What?
Me: I can't. You'll throw things at me.
rafaela: *wields box of Claritin over her head* What.
Me: There you go again. Looking for cheap twills. *dodges Claritin box, followed by box of Kleenex chucked for good measure*

It's a wonder that I've not gotten myself killed yet.