And now for something slightly different...

[bertana]

I'm slowly (or not-so-slowly; I think the pace of progress is increasing) going loopy today. These are the things currently running through the BrainSoup o'Bertana:

• Rubber ducky, you're the one ... GODDAMNIT, CORYNNE!


• I think I hate wearing glasses.


• If our coffee-bar is going to be under construction for an entire month, I damn well hope they're installing a cute barista or something. Sheesh.


• [in rhythm to the hammering from said coffee bar]Nailnail, nail, nailnail ... THUMB!


• Tiiiiiiired. So tired.


• Why did I agree to shoot target archery tonight, when The Bruise That Ate Kentucky is finally fading from my arm?


• Why did I agree to go to Chandler for target archery, when Chandler is ... IN CHANDLER? Dog, so far from home.


• Did we mention the tired yet?


• Waitaminute, what is this "we"? WE ARE MANY, OUR NAME IS LEGIONBERTANA.


• Heee. Resistance is futile, you WILL be Anglo-Saxon


• Resistance is futile, you will be asi- asi- asi--- YOU WILL JOIN US. [Porky the Borg.]


• Wow, it really doesn't take much to entertain me.


• If I kill that guy, will the excuse, "But, your Honor, he asked me if I was HAVING A CASE OF THE MONDAYS" hold up in court? It should, man.

I wish I could work on the OP at work.