Nothing funny, I just like . . . talent.

Woo.

Have decided (I think) to name kittens Ginny and Percy. How terrible does it sound when I say, "Percy likes to sit in my lap"?

Apparently it's four hours until my birthday. Until I'm an adult. Until EB can drink legally. That is too too scary. Although tomorrow should be fun. And Friday. Except tomorrow there is an evil parallelism test in Advanced Writing. Yick.

GAH! Moulin Rouge is on TV!!! And there's tarted up Faramir. *snort* "Can't we please stick to a little decorative piiiaaaano?" "The HIIIIIILLS are alIIIIve with the sound of muuuusic!"

Baz is a genius.

So is Joss for that matter.