faster pussycat... type! type!

damn stupid clip art cds are at work. now i have to go all the way down to work to get them. all the way being about 12 minutes, since it's not weekday rush hour. but that is not the point.

i've got fee's political board up. i'll let her announce it when she's ready. but when she does, you have to go look at her adorable, but knowledgable potato. she made it herself. all this smart talk had better not take her away from the 'brain, however. i can shut her down, if her priorities slip.

did two loads of laundry, and bought some little bitty xmas lights, at target, for the fake tree behind my desk. inspirational muse attracting mood lighting. it's frickin' freezing in my apartment. i had not realized the back door was all the way open. i thought it was only cracked. it's cold outside!! so the space heater is pointed at me right now. you know it's cold when i break out the space heater.

since i'm cold... and out of dr. pepper... now is as good a time as any to go get those clip art cd's. cuz lola has leather butt warmers, you know.