Queens take minions like venom's blood.

Blahhh.

I would adore the weather if it would simply remain stormy and not humid.

I would also like to be connected. I wonder if I can connect my Flickr and my blogger...but I work in an hour. Oh boy. AND my body is being lovely and irregular, I'm not going to get into that. Even though no one reads this so I'm sparing everyone, who is no one, so pointless.

I suppose there is 1 thing I inherited from my dad that I like; my ability to get ready and go within a couple minutes.

...Oh my gosh I feel nauseous. Maybe it was the Bible. Yes, I blame it. The Bible is my bathroom reading material. If I really want to be considered an agnostic with a worthwhile opinion, reading it is necessary. I still think God is a really...well...I don't care for that alien. He does amuse me. But also annoys me. I kind-of want to make that incense or perfume just to defy the man who disappeared. Or...well. Men. I dunno. He's strange.

I like living; I do. Well. Not like. But I live. It's better than the alternative.

Buffy is such a brilliant feline. She knows catnip now. And I think she almost knows peanut butter. That crazy feline. YAY. I can connect my Flickr and my blogger. But now I need a new layout. Sigh.

There's a spider in my window. I rather like spiders. If they are smart and flee from me, I always spare them. Those that stand their ground, though, I do not trust.

I also like ants. But I don't spare them because, ehm...phobias are irrational. But, "Consider Her Ways" has made me respect the fellows.

Hmm. I feel rambly, so I'm definitely entering hypo/mania/whatever. I feel like I can DO things. Which is good. Cuz I have about 50 dishes to do and several things to do before my dad comes back from Cali.

My irises again did not bloom. I am rather broken about this. I'm not sure they'll ever again bloom. I miss their beauty.

I should depart. C'est la.