We have contact!
I was voted “most likely to be contacted” should aliens manage to decipher my RSS feed and read my site. Would I get an anal probe? Because I don’t want to be probed. Only Eddie is allowed to do that, and even that is rare. Probe or not, I’ll be showcased tomorrow on the front page of Blog In Space. Funkycool.
Yes, I just made that word up.
Pickle tried to help me study and do homework tonight. She took books, pens, a half-filled bottle of Coke, and notebooks out of my bag, crawled under and on top of my book while I was reading, attempted to rip pens out of my hands while I made notes, and ate half a Post-It note. There were also several rousing games of “you call them pant legs, I call them tunnels” and “here, allow me to chew through your bra strap” and “yeah, I bit your arm, what the fuck are you going to do about it, hmm?”
Eddie cooked pork chops with brown rice tonight. Not half bad. We probably won’t be buying that rice again though, because we both seem to prefer white rice instead.
Oh well, off to shower and relax for a little while with WoW (hit level 26 on my main tonight, then got ganked by some dickhead orc) and most definitely Law & Order.
Tags: dinner, ferret, food, fuzzy, game, gaming, ganked, life, links, pet, pets, pharmacy, pickle, school, school, tech, wow
September 29th, 2005 at 11:10 am
Now that sounds like a good day… Mmm, pork chops. Congrats on the new publicity, too!