random updates

Ever have one of those weeks where you feel like you've been treading water, then look back and realize you're halfway across the lake? Of course, as was pointed out to me right after I had that realization, that's usually when the lake-monster grabs you by the leg and chomps you in two. *sigh*

( details for the curious )

oh, and this amused me greatly, from a discussion yesterday:

"cats are perfect sloth-incubators"

led to

"Sex is like dancing. You can do it to burn calories, or to praise your gods. Or both, actually. But doing it without joy just makes you a shmuck."

which led to

"God's an external bastard. That seems more fair, somehow."

All in one conversation, honest!