Owl City totally stole a joke from Finding Nemo. And I love it.

Good googly moogly! Y'all are nuts with favoriting "Not Gay" (or adding it to some collection... or whatever you kids do. I haven't looked at those yet. Meh, get off my lawn!). Many many thanks of course.

My brain is gonna asplode. Ka-boom. Between papers and work and trying not to be fired and attempting to get some thing done this semester and bossing around ~evapilotrob, I'm overwhelmed. Well, I guess I am. I still procrastinate to the Nth degree which probably makes everything worse but shh, that's our secret.

I folded clothes for the first time last night in oh, about 3 weeks. I've just been doing that lazy "I'll wear the first underwear, shirt, pants, and socks I pick from this basket!" thing. Good thing most of my clothes generally match.

Oh, and I split the back of my pants last night while with Rob. Yeah. That was awesome. XD Those pants were [a] tight and [b] 4-5 years old so they were due but jeez, they couldn't have crapped out while I was in my own state? RIP pink-swirly-butt-pocket pants (Yes, I have names for my pants so I know which will fall down or are good to paint in).

Speaking of death, I had to write my own obituary. That was weird and just silly. Though, I must say I had a pretty awesome life. I died performing a glass trick on top of the bar for a friend's birthday at the age of 74. I'm so the coolest grandma around.