but i NEED tacos! i need them or i will explode. that happens to me sometimes.

It's Tuesday o'clock. Do you know where YOUR children are?

penny arcade ftw. anyway, yeah i know it's wednesday, and valentine's day, but "tuesday o'clock" sounds wittily like "two o'clock" so i fudged the truth. speaking of Fudge, Harry Potter rocks my fucking world--

"Ah HA! so you HAVE been plotting against me!" hollered Fudge.
"That's right!" said Dumbledore cheerfully.
i, uh, may or may not have totally, for reasons that may or may not be my fault, fucked up my polyphasic experiment....which makes me sad, because requiring 8 hours of sleep instead of 2 to feel rested is just silliness. When i first started the uberman schedule, people asked me, "Isn't it inconvenient to have to take naps every few hours?" and i'd just stare at them and say "Isn't it inconvenient to be unconscious for eight hours every single day just to not feel like shit?"

in my intro to linguistics class (alex would be so proud), the prof was talking about prefixes and suffixes, and how some languages have infixes, but that English has only one, and asked if anyone knew what it was. it was quiet until i yelled from the back corner "unfuckingbeleivable."