I've Got A Box!

Thanks to Erik the Viking, I have a monitor.

Thanks to the past 3 hours of nonstop clicking, I have checked all the email that came in in the less-than-48-hours that I was without it.

There was a LOT of it, too. And most of it was legit.

Note to the one definite weirdo who responded to my ad on craigslist: either you meant to craft an email full of poorly hidden sexual innuendo in response to a legit ad for legit services, in which case you are creepy, or you really need to go back to English 101 and learn about this little thing called "connotation" before you allow yourself near a keyboard again. But I'm pretty sure you're just a garden-variety creep. There's a whole section for people with your...needs...and it's not listed under "employment".

Soon, I'll post about the crazy woman at Hindu class last Sunday, my adventures with Shiva, and how I ended up spending tonight smoking shisha with one of the hottest girls I've seen in a minute (and, regrettably, doing nothing but smoking), but for now it's nearly 4:20. And, since I am an old fart, that means it's past my bedtime instead of almost time to fire it up.

I will also rewrite the reviews that myspace ate and a few more if I have time.

In the meantime, y'all use your Magic Blogger Vibes to try and get the professor who wants me to clean her house to agree to pay less in exchange for tutoring me in her subject, because that? Would be awesome. Me like learn stuff. Me want learn stuff but no pay tuition.

So'ham, ham'sa. Have a good day!