Meow.

Yeah... So a random thought for the day:

How did they first start making cheese? How did they figure out how to make it? Did someone just leave milk out too long accidentally? And if so, why WOULD they decide to eat it? It's like mushrooms or lobster... who looked at that and said "Boy that looks good!?"

Yeah... So this is just an update cus I haven't updated in a while.

Yeah... go read Candi. http://candicomics.com/ It's a great comic, very cute art style. Updates every weekday except Wednesday.

From looking at this strip [http://candicomics.com/d/20040714.html], I made my own addition to the metaphor for my situation. I'm just in that sort of depressed mood. "Just because you can't afford anything in the resaurant, doesn't mean you can't look at the menu, but it will severely depress you... and if you try to order something, you'll spend the rest of the night doing dishes to pay the bill."

... There's an intellectual thought in there somewhere, it might have gotten lost on the way from my mind to the keyboard... That's just the kind of pseudointellectual I am.

Marshmallow kitty calls you home.