Have a picture. Or two.

I present to you the next installment of the Stupid Sign Series: unfortunately, it was out of reach of my Red Pen of DOOM. Also, it was on the side of a busy highway and I might have gotten picked up for vandalism. Alas, for it hurts my brain to see this errant apostrophe.














My cat ... is an intellectual cat.

So long, farewell

I've been so busy this week I've forgotten to be excited about my vacation, and here it is the night before and I'm just realizing that I'm leaving tomorrow and seeing equuschick and attending weddings and having massive thriftstore shopping sprees with the Alliteration Princess to see who can find the best vintage clothing, yay!

... I'm going to need some of that excitement when I drag myself out of bed tomorrow at three in the morning. And some coffee.

The good news is that it is almost precisely ten o'clock, and if I go to bed now, I'll get as much sleep as I've gotten every night this week anyway. You can look at this several ways; none of them are very good. Did I ever mention how much I dislike the way my body eventually demands sleep? Silly mortal shell.

I'll be back Wednesday - don't anybody get engaged or have babies or anything while I'm gone, okay?