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Okay. So, I have no idea if Ryan's appearing, though he'd have to leave fairly soon to get here for the actual birthday. No call, no little message left on IRC, no text message, nothing left with Cass.. I'd say no email, but I haven't checked and I don't really see it happening anyway. If you will, imagine me cartoonishly. Preferably something cute. Anyway, I'd be standing in front of a closet door that's trying to open because of all the crap shoved inside. That's how I'm dealing with the entirely probable disappointment. I'll go all whiny when I find out for sure.

Until then, I'm a toon.

Thought some more about the London chaos and decided once more that there must be a hell. As much as I believe in karma, I somehow don't think there's enough karma in one lifetime to payback that kind of horror.

Hurricanes are fun. Yes. I have no idea what the hell is going on though, so I think I'll keep that up. But it's always nice to see the coast slowly start to sink into the water once more. Oh yes.

computer. being. whore. woe!