Needless to say I am reluctantly at work. I don't expect to be especially productive which I'm sure I'll regret next week when The Crunch hits full force.
Oooh. Hot LAVahh. Pollxors.
What I do need to say is that I have the night tragically free. Would anyone like to do something? My default plan is currently go find a place with a reasonable amount of people and write. Company welcome or compelling alternatives a plus, especially if either of these contains Irish cream lattes.
In depressing-yet-fitting news, Russian attempts to secure its melting future. Putin is ready to bitch slap the world in coming years, it seems. Maybe dragonflyknight and I will get our Russian cyber-punk utopia.
I do like, though, that Canada's response was, "Bitch, please. Grow up."
Why no, the picture has nothing to do with the post again. WHY DO YOU ASK?? Stop looking at me like that!