|Everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads.
||[Nov. 29th, 2005|12:32 am]
Yay, Kelly tomorrow!
Anyway, a nod of the head to Herself who shall not be named - well not that she shouldn't be named, she has one... it's just an incredibly bad idea to say it unless you mean it. I think I've stumbled across a horrible little set of coincidences. Well, not horrible per se, but in fact an exquisite blend of carefully crafted and delightfully painful collisions of circumstance. Yeah, this will be interesting - assuming I don't get the words stalker branded across my forehead with a soldering iron. Goddammit, I have PLANS for that forehead - Plans that don't involve "STALKER" being branded on it! Maybe a Klingon forehead, but how many Klingons do you see with the words Stalker permanently etched onto their forehead? Maybe, at this rate, a golden apple would be suitable - oooh, with the Gold bit, I could do the whole Jaf'fa thing in SG-1... or maybe not.
I'm waffling now. It's quite incredible how that can happen. I think I've picked up a bit of hysteria now.
Anyway, yay, Kelly tomorrow!
Also random quote for the day "I don't know what gender the Traffic Spirit is, but I know it has an exhaust pipe!" (there is a context, it's just far less sane than anyone could ever know)