• Mood: giggly
• Music: Radiohead - OK Computer - 02 - Paranoid Android

And where do you get off telling me what to show, anyway?

Saw this in the window of the burrito place my friends and I visit after belly-dancing... (Nachos and beer! Nachos and beer! It's the whole point of our getting together; the dance lessons are just an excuse and a distraction.)



The burrito place does this type of thing a lot. Evidently, mass displays of Barbies and Kens in fetish clothing (for Valentine's Day, romantic resilient red rubber) does much to whet the Mexican appetite.

I can't argue. I mean, they make damned good food, and we do go there every week.

So... I had planned on grouping some words here into hilarious and clever arrangements of outright plagerism my own design, when...
*SLAM*
I got blindsided by this...

* 404 *
Note: this thing really does seem to 404 sometimes... I suspect it may be sentient. All I can say is, keep trying, maybe it will come back when it's feeling better.

Teehee.
Well, it's past me beddybye once again. Before I go...

Happy Birthday, Seri!!
*HUGS*

And a very warm welcome to *princess*jessica*-- pleased to make your acquaintance!

Hugs to those who need 'em, those who want 'em, and those who don't run away quickly enough.

Now, please let me sulk alone.
I'm so depressed._
;P