Ugh. I'm having one of those thinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthink nights. I don't know why. Maybe it was the funky stuffed portabello mushrooms we had for dinner? I'm feeling overly active in the brain, and it's 2am. Somebody please bludgeon me into a coma.

I was going to write some lengthy bit about my life and change and such, but then I thought better of it, and decided frivolous is better.

Did you know some woman auctioned herself off for marriage for £251,000? There was a time when that would have sounded like a mighty fine arrangement. I think I know some people who would still think that's a mighty fine arrangement.

via Chinh.

Oh, and I'm not sure why, but this made me laugh hysterically. Must have been the "Ooga booga. Pointy guy need woman. You dance with pointy guy? Dance with pointy guy. We have pointy children, all dancing and pointing, pointing and dancing." bit. I've never even been to that site before, but it looks like a good read.

via mybluehouse.

Yeesh. Off I go, trying to have a life that involves more than shuffling between the computer and the bathroom, and what happens? I disappear from the internet.

What has become of me?

Here I am, looking into taking guitar and singing lessons, getting together with friends, going to the gym . . . who is this person, and how did she end up taking over my life? Wait, maybe she's not so bad. Actually, she's kind of fun. And she doesn't have the sickly-white palor of someone who once said, "I get all the sunlight I need, right before I go to bed."

Kinda sucks for people who actually bother to come and see if there's anything new here, but hey, my ass is perkier!