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I didn't know what the title should be. I was trying to think of something witty when one of the kittens suddenly jumped onto the keyboard and typed the title of the post.Thanks, Kitten #1. You saved me a lot of trouble.

Destroyman whipped up this rather nifty doodle today, which makes Destroyman twice as useful as your average cat for making me not have to draw for the post that the cats saved me the trouble of naming. Thanks Steve, you're all that and an appetizer for under a buck. I should call your sorry ass at 5:00 AM or something again, and leave you a thank you after my mandatory "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--THIS IS AN EMERGENCY".

It was kind of a weird day.

I spent most of it in a weird state of disagreement with my friends.
I spent the rest of it downloading a copy of RO to play with Remilia and Rinnosuke, watching UHF, and laughing at Aaron going "SHUT UP GRANDMA-! DRINK YO' PRUNE JUICE!"

Seriously. We laughed about the prune juice for a solid six minutes or so.
And when we stopped laughing?
We just said it again, and that somehow renewed it's humor.

I -have- to play Monk, now, by the by. I have some vague experience having played it on GyRO, but now it matches. I just have to remember the good specializations for it, and what parts are the best for making new constellations out monsters after I punch them. I should probably find stuff to collect again - last time? I collected Anodyne, Aloe-Vera, and Panacea. I could probably do that again. Gotta think of what the most pious pet is, too. Or maybe get a Deviruchi, seeing as I'm supposedly the most unpious thing to walk Gensokyo. I might name him Stan - they remind me of Evil King Stan from Okage.

I grilled, like I said I would. It came out really well, and we're finally out of chicken. Alec was pleased that it wasn't spicy and all it took was some lime-juice and cayenne pepper. I wasn't so generous with the cayenne, because that killed it for her, last time. She said I now "Cook chicken as good as Uncle Charlie, which is sayin' somethin'."

Speaking of Charles, I have to ask him the best way to control eight servos tomorrow. I hope he calls so I can bother him with that, 'cause I don't know his number now that he's in Minnesota.

In closing, Stanley Spadowski?
The best character in UHF.
Even when my day's a little rough, I've just got to remember his blessed mantra:

Life is like a mop.

Sometimes, life gets full of dirt, and crud, and bugs, and hairballs, and stuff.
You've got to clean it off.

Put it in a press-bucket and rinse it off and start all over again.

And sometimes, life sticks to the floor so bad that a mop is not good enough,

and you've gotta get down there with a toothbrush, and really scrub.