Garrrrr.

There. That is my form of non-violent protest. Saying Garrrr. I am very tired, my cold has not gone away, and I have to leave my house (which is warm, surprisingly) through the wind and the rain/snow to go sing in a concert. But I am the tired! The!
Kari, thanks for calling by the way. Sorry I wasn't very receptive, I was in "Where the FUCK is my choir skirt?!" mode. The answer: in my sister's clean laundry basket. I don't know how it got there, but it is seriously annoying when I can't find pieces of necessary clothing. Garrrrr.
Kevin, I love you so much and I'm sorry we haven't had the chance to talk/play World of Warcraft lately. Next week is busy too but I will find time to talk to you come Hell or high water! Garrrrr!
Well, that's all from me for now, I guess. I'm gonna go have a snackerage. Mmmmm...snack....

Musical Quote of the Day

"Jane says it's a long way out
I'm gonna make it out
'Cause I'm about her

See Jane says you're as holy as a ghost
And who loves you the most
If you offer
I might let you carry me
And Jane there's nobody here but yourself
In the end it's the wealth of your spirit
Now hurry up
Get on with it"

-Five for Fighting Title: Devil in the Wishing Well

Also, GO FLAMES GO YOU KICKED THE MIGHTY FUCKS ASSES LAST NIGHT! WOOOO!