I had weird, cracked-out dreams that I mostly don't remember, except there were baby rats and some guy was carrying one around a lot, and then he needed me to take it and he was all afraid it wouldn't remember him when it got back among its rat siblings. I had to reassure him that rats are smart and he wouldn't be forgotten.

And then I woke up at 2:30. *facepalm*

Everyone in the world is talking about the Open Source Boob Project, and all I have to say is: I'd trade tit-gropes with other girls. It depends on how hot the guy is. If this makes me anti-feminist, or gross, or whatever... it's not like I actually go to cons. xD

Now: I need a shower, and lunch, and then I am just waiting for 5pm and Harold and Kumar. \o/

I'm kind of disappointed that the biggest response I've gotten to anything in this journal in months is about something I honestly don't give a flying flip about. *facepalm* Let me sum up my point again, this time more addressing what people have said: Yes, it's awful that women are being made to feel bad because they won't allow themselves to be groped. No, maybe a con isn't the best place for it. But: obviously, now this isn't going to happen again, because everyone and their grandmother has expressed some feeling about it, overwhelmingly outrage. My opinion was just that: MY opinion on what I would allow. I understand that you all have your own opinions, and they're all completely valid.

Now, please, let's never talk about this here again, because I really, really don't care. >>


Hm. Last night I made brownie/chocolate chip cookies with Ally, one on top of the other, but we had to leave before they were done. She brought over half for us, and omgnomnom, SO good. It ended up kind of big... and by kind of I mean like four inches thick... but it's delicious anyway!

Kristin and I watched Kiss Kiss Bang Bang again this afternoon. I seriously love that movie beyond all reason. xD

My computer has been doing the "oh hai, I shut down now" thing again. I took it open, blew at it mostly ineffectively, tried to clean out the fan a little, and moved it away from the corner. Hopefully that will help.

I didn't talk about this yesterday! I thought I did. ANYWAY: Kristin has forcibly pulled me into watching Greek, which is an ABC Family show about frats and sororities. It's actually really hilarious, and I'm enjoying it a lot, even though I'm only on the third episode. I love Cappy, and I want to ruffle Rusty's hair. Almost all the girls on the show are bitches on wheels, but I'm doing my best to ignore them.

Now, I plan on sitting here and writing until I have no more words, because I have quite a lot of catching up to do on itsproductivity, and Dewey wants to be written. \o/

Cleaning the dust out had no effect on my computer at all.

I can't write if it keeps shutting down every twenty minutes. D:

Fuck.