*scratches head*

Okay. I'm lost. WHY, exactly, is neo producing three (THREE!) pets in such rapid-fire succession? Is this going to be the trend?

And, seeing what they did to the Llameah, does this mean I should stop pestering the editorial gods to give me a Nikondrak? Because that Llameah is enough to make me lose my faith, my very faith in humanity! Such as it is.

Okay, quick poll.

If you're scrolling down your Friends page, and you see this link about a guy who gave his cheating wife her lover's head while she was giving birth, would you assume it's a. true b. false or c. true, but exaggerated?

Everyone done? Pencils down! Down, I say, down!

Now, click.

So, I'm casting about wildly for something new to memorize...

Life's easier when you have a few poems, songs, and movies stored in your head in case you get stuck in line, 'k?

And I come across this song.

A few years ago now, in Latin, we studied grammar, grammar, and still more stinking grammar. One of the things we studied, of course, was the future subjunctive. We've got the future more vivid, and the future less vivid, or the should-would.

When we studied this, I thought the translation was a bit archaic. Nobody really says "if I should, then I would", do they? Indeed, the only quote I could think of was "If I should die before I wake", which is pretty much par for the course when studying Latin.

But here I am, staring at the following verse/half-verse (most versions I'm seeing cut these verses in half):

My Father always had told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that pretty little Miss
Whose name was Rose Connelly

And no matter how much I know what it means is "If Rose gets murdered by you, you'll get off for it", I keep reading it as "When you murder her, you'll get off for it, but not if you do anything else."

I didn't even know I *did* that in my speech!

Or that I thought this much about stupid little things. No wonder I can't sleep at night!

...

Though that might actually be more related to my custom of sleeping in the afternoon whenever possible, now that I think of it....

Oh, wow, cool!

Who doesn't want 250 pounds of Silly Putty at their command? The only thing that'd top that is 250 pounds of Play-Doh in a variety of colors. We opened some pre-made stuff a while back, and my sister just held it up to her nose and inhaled. Mmmm.

*stretches*

'dul has the week off from his paying job, which he's spending watching the kids and doing his art.

Which gives *me* some time to Read! Read! READ!

Mostly, bad fanfic. I don't know, it's like I'm a glutton for junk food of the mind or something.

I'm itching for some Dudley fic, just to prove it exists, and because my birthday is coming (31st of January) so I thought if I asked now, the birthday fairy would provide.

Hey, I could just post my normal list of toys. For, um, Ana. This is better, isn't it?

_{I probably will make a few new lists later, which you can feel free to ignore, or read as you please}