God Hates Me: Part IV

[glassbox]

I wanna get physical! Physical!

f2#%guruioelg.
Even at home with Neubauten blasting into my earmeats, I cannot get away from the stupid stupid insipid stupidity of the Adult Contemporary Music Channel in my brain.

I taught my cat how to do a cheer, though. He doesn't seem peppy enough, for some reason, however.

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[conure_ifau]

I don't think we need Bean any more peppy than he already he is. My audio and data cables will thank you to keep him sedated.

[glassbox]

He's actually rather calm today - he keeps glowering at me, because he knows that he's supposed to have the house to himself all day.
I think he's waiting for bed time.

Also: Now I have the Ramones stuck in my head - thank you; that's about a bazillion times better than Olivia Newton DIE ALREADY!

[fomhoire]

***spins the glittery disco ball***

[gunsafety]

Whatchoo guys doing tonight? Aka Tuesday. It's Chris (Supermans) Birthday. I believe sushi is going on.

[glassbox]

Erm. Nothing. But we have no car right now, and because of the deductible coming out of pocket, we're really short on cash. =(

[gunsafety]

You can get a ride from me if you guys want to go out. Lemmie know.

[glassbox]

Hrm. What time?
Do you have our home number? Call us? (we have to walk to the grocery store in a bit)