The Homicidal Urges

I was entertaining the notion of participating in that "take-a-photo-a-day" thingy that insomnius is involved in (by the way, insomnius, don't be surprised if one of your random subjects attacks you one day. That guy looked menacing). Strictly speaking, I should have started it yesterday, being the first day of the new year and all, but the hangover said otherwise on New Year's Day.

So this morning I decided to do it. Alas, I looked high and low for Eva's digital camera, but it resisted being found. Then Eva remembered "Oh yeah! It's at Jock's place."

So, no photo-a-day for me. Bugger. Unless I'm even more contrary and start it when I we get the camera back.

WELL THAT WAS INTERESTING! AREN'T YOU ALL FASCINATED AND GLAD THAT YOU WERE PRIVY TO THAT LOAD OF DRIVEL??

Yes, ok, I should be writing my oration. That's what I tried to do today. I failed miserably.

Alright. I'm going to start doing it...

Hey, did you guys know that grilled cheese and Christmas-leftover-ham sandwiches smothered in gourmet hot chilli sauce are the best invention ever? My dinner rocked.

Bugger.

OK, adios.

Really.

ETA: Well, I've done the title slide. Maybe I should go and have a Victory Sleep^TM.