Chunks of my life vanish and I have no idea where they go. For instance, my recollection of the last couple months is limited to some vague memories of Sundays, train rides, walking at night and constantly consuming far too much caffeine so that I may stay awake. I know I Did Work For Which I Was Paid, beyond that, I remember little.

srsly, multibillion dollar mergers are vastly overrated.

Also, NOVEMBER IS ALMOST OVERRR, YESSS!!1

"The laws of time are mine, and they will obey me!"

Holy crap, the Doctor's finally lost it.

sand. that fine stuff that's finer than regular sand, but not quite fine enough to be dust. is what my skull is filled with, am sure of it.

because I totally forgot:

5

which is kind of sad and stuff.

attempt sleepy timy now.

bye bye saturday.

hello next week.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2009/oct/11/and-another-thing-douglas-adams

I don't know how I feel about this. Veeeery conflicted. And a little frightening. Argh.

Srsly? fireworks for columbus day? it's not even like, a real holiday that I get off work for.

mozzarella goes surprisingly well with tangerines.

Also, House as a housewife. That just. I don't know what to say.