The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

The burning question of the moment is, do I feel like driving two hours to have dinner with my parents and the family who just flew in from Vegas or not?

I don't know. I'm still more than half asleep, because they woke me up from a nap. A lovely nap. Where I was having wierd dreams about spaceship battles with croquettes. Really. And then once I woke up, I managed to slam the screen door on my left foot and rip all the skin off the back, so "thinking" isn't exactly one of my skills at the moment.

*drool*

I want my boots. I don't want to wait three more weeks. ;_;

[EDIT] Also, paging pelianth, haibane_rachan, the_kiggy, and runesimbriant - my relatives show up on Thursday. I'd really like to be able to get zha stuff out of my house before then, so the place looks a little less cluttered. Small hope of that, but I'd still like to try...So, yea.

Podcasts are evil. Very evil. That is all.