There should be a band named Daft Bastards.
Alrigyht, ye daft bastards. Quit kicking me off livejournal whenever I open up a new window or tab. Bastards. I have the thing checked to remember me, are you going through senility, or just being daft bastards?
Daft bastards......
Anyways.
Addicted to versions of Bedlam Boys, for some reason (the bits about 'souls piping hot, all on a spit a-turning' and the thing about 'me staff has murdered giants, and me bag a long knife carries' might be why...) (or maybe it's the lovely accents the many singers have.. Mmph. Irish.)
Am suffering through yet another bout of plague (strep throat), and have had to go home early from work today because I got hit with a fever that made 25 degrees outside feel like 65 for the few minutes I was out there. Yeah, I was that feverish. So, went home with about two and a halfish hours left in my shift. No fun, and I'm going to regret that come next paycheck. But hey, fever trumps work any time.
Cat's using me as a couch. Silly cat.
Dad bought lunch for me and Brad too, and it was fun. Totally wasn't expecting it, but awheel.
I want to watch Firefly. Blame this vid of Bedlam Boys: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jaTdJMoHm8
Bed time now.