Happy birthday to cellino! Bummer about always getting Kennedy assassination specials as a backdrop for your party, there...


Outlook somewhat improved after two days of decent sleep and no further incursions. Dreading what may pop out from behind the bookcase tomorrow morning, though.


Watched donia's episode of "What Not To Wear" tonight. Depressing that the Fashion Slaves were too dumb to realize how she was twitting them. Whenever I see people like them complaining about what other people are wearing it makes me want to scream, "Oh, yeah? just look at yourselves, you shallow wankers"; while I agree that I guess there may have been room for improvement in donia's look, I don't like it when "The Answer" as handed down from on high is 'so you should look, well, more like we look'. No @!##$'ing imagination. And I don't like that they ended up making her feel self-conscious about her looks/weight. Not everybody can keep their heads empty enough to make room for that sort of concerns, y'know.

I say we take our revenge on WNtW by banding together and submitting me as their next 'victim'. If donia freaked them out that badly I think we could break their spirits completely with my size 8 1/2 x-wide feet and lack of a functional waist. (I'm always mystified by people who claim to like to shop for clothes, I find it completely degrading to be reminded how far short of Society's supposed Ideals I fall just because of the way my @!##$ bones are assembled...)


Snip reached an important Developmental Milestone yesterday morning when she got up onto the TV for the first time. Weasel is mad because that had been her only refuge.


I suppose I ought to add some snarking on Michael Jackson's arrest, but really, I just don't care, beyond that I'm offended that the Media are covering it in such excruciating detail when there's evidently some sort of a war on or something. STFU and let the court system do its job in peace, already.

feeling: disjointed