Damn. I really do write the way I talk.
I'm hoping that I get to play with my new toy today. A shiny new adapter for my portable cd player that plugs into my car... somehow. It's eluding me currently, but I'll figure it out. I hope to travel to Stef's and watch Eddie Izzard and "Velvet Goldmine". But that involves, like, calling her and stuff. Uh...
I cannot believe I'm drawing more adoptable Evo characters. Further proof that my brain has deteriorated.
And I'm contemplating Vimes and Vetinari figures. *brain explodes* Fuck. They're like horribly addicting toys.