i'm a pixel here, myself

So you know that thing where if you take a day off in the middle of the week and then go in the next day, it usually feels like Monday? Well that didn't happen! I'm thrilled, y'all. And ye olde bossman actually gave me a slate of things to do that won't cause me to break out into twitching because of an excess of copy/paste -- I could cry with joy. Or, you know, read my friendslist and backed-up RSS reader. Over 200 items! Ouch.

( cut for talk about spn_hate )

In conclusion:


I am so mesmerized by this whole photoshoot.

Clearly people who don't like leftovers have never eaten at my place. Today for lunch, I had leftover turkey meatballs from Monday -- I made them with garlic, ginger, Worcestershire sauce, and sea salt -- and potato-leek soup and oh my god, I love food *so much*.

Whomever doubts that my brain is a bizarre place to live? I give you the following evidence. For reasons unknown to me, I was thinking about Smallville, and things that (I think) happened in the finale, and.

Who's writing the fic titled "You Bring Me Closer To Zod"?

In less odd news, I am currently searching for the song "Let's Go Out Tonight" by Criag Armstrong. It was featured on the Six Feet Under soundtrack, and I can't find it anywhere; can somebody help me? Surely someone on this friendslist of mine has it, right?