Crikey! I just got slapped with a wet salmon - really - I have not updated this since people stopped clapping and Tinkerbell died... You would not believe it, but my hands were chopped off and I was waiting for bionic ones. I hope they bring chocolate!. I am hopped up on caffeine while finding Jesus (after someone told me he was lost), selling my soul to Google, generally being an embarrassment to anyone unfortunate to cross my path. My day is filled with fluorescent light from the second I am woken by murderous Teletubbies until I run out of alcohol. I am avoiding recapture. it will be fun fun fun till they take my TBird away. I go, my lords and ladies; but I will make more of an effort to blog more often until the nice men in the white coats come back. I go with God, good friends, unless of course the pool with the cocktail bar is heated!