Ain't it sad about the boys and the girls?

Wordcount: 19,753 (actually -3 because I have the following three brightly neon-green hi-lighted words: SEKRIT, more and later. These are place holders for the nonsense junk that is supposed to go there)
I am almost at tomorrow's wordcount, GO ME!

No secret conspiracy yet. I may not even need one (oh i should not talk like that, not even being halfway through), wouldn't that be a kick in the pants?

Microsoft Word thinks all my run on sentences are wack. What does it know, for I am a poet, DUH! "Stop being ridiculous" is a fragment? Feh!

Organic snackies!!! Yay for Trader Joe's!!

Music: Am now listening to albums on my computer, but first I have to label the artist, album and each track before they can get scrobbled, which is slightly annoying, but then I can show last.fm how much more punk I have in my collection than I have been previously listening to.

Here is a Mini-Dance themed mix:
* I Don't Feel Like Dancin' by the Scissor Sisters
* We Came To Dance by And One
I told you it was mini!

Okay off to waste some time playing Harry Potter. Ha! Je suis GENIUS.