And eating chocobears.

*grrs at someone who is amazingly good at incidental torment... sighs*

It's slush over here, not rain, not snow, just somewhere in between where everything is cold, wet, and annoying. Ick.

Oh. Now it's hailing. Oh joy.

I'm still itching horribly - the worst of the hives are gone and I can breathe again, although my lip, my eyes, and large portions of my arms and legs are still reddened and blotchy. I feel hideous and... well... ITCHY.

Damn, I itch.

I want to be over at the ZooHouse, where it is apparently dry, not too windy, and where there are nummies. I like nummies. *grins suddenly* Nummy treats...

...life is still somehow good, yes.

That's a large chunk of why I find Mikey so attractive - he reminds me of Spike. Good-looking, tall, slender but strong, a bit of an accent, a bit of an ego, and highly amusing to watch... yeah. *purrs softly*

I really want to get to Rocky today, I might be able to hop the bus down there, but I'd need a ride home... I shall call the Grr and Mana, and see if either of them will be there and be able to drop me at home. *hopeful*

CSS, you will not defeat me! *pads off to go back to fighting with Cascading Style Sheets and wishing she was in Beaverton*