I suppose I have cause for celebration in that I finally pwnded the cricket that's been sharing my apartment.

No, really, I am considering the genius of whoever brought the world white plastic erasers and chocolate caramel bars and laptop computers and stripey stockings. Consider my delight at finding a shop that sells painting canvas wide enough to cover the stretcher frames my dad built me. Consider if you will the mere existence of fandom, in which I get to meet fascinating people and read amusing fic.

:D