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Happy Fourth of July, everybody!

As a patriotic American, I've been trying to decide what to do to properly celebrate this holiday. So far, my list includes fully supporting without question whatever truly idiotic thing Bush decides to say or do today, bombing some sort-of dangerous country despite the seriously dangerous one waving nuclear weapons at us from afar, or declaring that James Marsters has a weapon of mass destruction in his pants and demanding to be sent in alone to investigate.

Hey, don't look at me like that. I've got a significantly better chance of finding a weapon of mass destruction in James Marsters' pants than Bush does of finding one in Iraq, all right?

Should I wear camou? I think if I'm going to be looking for weapons of mass destruction, I should definitely be wearing camou. This sort of invasion calls for the element of surprise. (Besides, I can't let James see me coming. You know, what with the restraining order and all.)

*happy sigh*

I think I love my country. ;)

Hee. One of my best friends has this picture in her bathroom.

I am a...**thinks hard**...janitor.


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There's got to be a reason I checked my Hotmail, spotted a link in the news stories for one called "What metrosexuals like," and immediately thought, "Sex with crosstown buses?"

Have now stuffed myself full of barbecue shrimp and potato salad, and considering how much of both I ate today, quite possibly might dispense the stuff from certain bodily orifices if you yank on different appendages and start pumping.

Huh. That sentence started out in an entirely different place than it ended up. Aaaaaaad now I'm using Buffy quotes in normal conversation.

Umm ... hey, look! I have a bed!