I get my computer back and then go hide for a week. I don't know why blogging becomes a chore when I have time but becomes a necessity when I don't. Have. Time. Rebellion?
I have been pondering mysteries. Such as: Why do cats knead? And can I get the cat to knead the bread for me?
Why yes, I am insane. I told you that before.
Oh. One more thing. Don't Plurk. It is seriously dangerous. It has magical powers to suck all your time.