If this is not a reference to the star, then it's gone over my head.

I always thought of it as an excerpt from radio communications with an astronaut, like,
"What star are you hurdling towards again?"
"Rigel, Rigel! AHHHHHHH!"

You're both wrong: Ophie's typing with one hand and with the other thinking of Rigel...

Hahahaha.
This is fun.

IMO, KFC is incredibly nasty. I sort of liked it when I was a kid, but now it's just greasy and gross. [That goes for international ones as well as local.]

It's not called Kentucky fried rat here, for nothing :D

My eye is itching like hell
I never knew i`m allergic to cats

Alarica: Heh. No kidding.

Geo: If you have any non-drowsy Sudafed or Claritin, take it. It helps me a ton if I'm around kitties.

This really amuses me for no particular reason.

I feel that I've been perpetrating this sort of cacography and other such idiocy with abnormal frequency as of late. The theories I've formulated in attempt to account for this and other lapses include:

My mind works better when I sleep during the day, rather than at night as I have been recently.

Coffee consumption is deleterious to my cognitive ability.

Someone has poisoned my coffee.

That time I watched High School Musical finally caught up with me.

At first I was confused as to why you retracted "hurdling," then I realized you intended "hurtling." Because neither are used very often, I don't think people often make the distinction anyway. Or at least I certainly almost never come across either one.

GM: I'm amazed you actually sat down and watched HSM willingly at all. O_o..

I fucking hate when TV shows try to say something in Spanish.
At least one in six people must be Latin by now, so how the fuck is it that they can't ask someone who actually speaks Spanish "hey, dude, how do you say clear in Spanish?"

I was actually pretty curious to see if there was any new rank achieved at 10,000 posts. Just as Jillian is getting close, the admins decide to get rid of the ranks.

It's obvious repression of anarchists.

I have an exam tomorrow.. Analytical Chemistry.. Our professor says: Anal Chemistry... I don`t think he knows what it means.. lol
I`ve been online for the last 5 hours..
Yay me!

Ugh I'm tired of helping someone who says over and over no one cares if there dead or alive even though I'm sitting there trying to talk them out of fucking offing themselves, sometimes I wish I could just tell them to fucking do it if their going to and stop wasting my entire night and part of my morning by telling me no one cares and no ones ever there for you.

But that would be wrong.

Turns out I have gall stones. Yay. Not looking forward to the surgery.

DRM: I know the feeling. If you need someone to talk to, feel free to email me or send me a PM.

Also, one of the zippers on my new, Victorian-style boots broke. That makes me a sad panda. ='(

So, my mother tells me "hey, today I'm going to make you a vegetarian dish"

Oh, vegetarian? Really? Cool!


Yeah, she's just gonna put chicken in the chop suey so that the flavor soaks and then she'll pick out the chicken...

She's the type of person that thinks you can give a vegan chicken salad...

I have to pay out for yet another cat flap, with a panel so I can close it off completely, because of my neighbours fucking tom. My house stinks where the little bastard came in and sprayed last night.

It was chicken from the chicken tree.

It grows next to the fishberry bushes.

The local SPCA has a bit of a zoo of exotic animals that they have rescued which can't be placed as well as a petting zoo of farm animals that have been rescued. Well I wanted to go and pet the goats, as well as see the big cats that they have. In order to get to the zoo part you have to go through the shelter and I met the perfect cat. She was the most beautiful Savannah and she was super sweet. Alas my roommate is allergic to cats and I will be living with her for two more months so no kitty for me, which really sucks as Savannahs are extremely expensive.

I hope everything goes well for you.

I spend too much time on this site now and it's adversely affecting my sleep schedule and my work progress.

And yet I am here to complain about it.

Curse you, Gnet.