I've been stuck in an impossibly deep funk lately. Today a friend who's about as non-geeky as it gets sent me this email:
Well, as an alien in a Star Trek episode said, "I am for you James Kirk! I am for you [WestMoon]."
I don't deserve her.
*sniff*
In other news, Zellers is STILL
out of sugar, while the lard shelf remains (surprisingly) full.