buhbye braincells

...um, no. See, once upon a time the LKH books could have the funky scary covers. Now I demand to see them showcasing what you'll actually find inside. Y'know, the smutty covers. Now dueling saws or whatever. Apparently new Anita touches down in June. Which means around my birthday I'll let you know how many braincells I killed.

It's sad that a) I'm still going on about this and b) I couldn't tell you a damn thing that happened in the last six or so books, but I can remember two of her short stories [from Strange Candy] with almost perfect love. Well, one I disown the ending because it's lame, but it's like everything but that last page was made of awesome. And those two damn stories keep me hoping even though they're old.

I have a headache and I'm hungry. I should eat something that's not just crunch peanut butter.

Also?

It's cold.

But the oracle will be updated sooner rather than later.

...egad!

I have found my one true love.

Who knew?