later that same day...

finally made it home. typin on my own personal keyboard in my own personal living room. my cat is next to me, on the floor, in a catnip induced coma. this could be the first time i've actually seen a genuine case of "lolling about".

i just finished watching the west wing. i'm not sure if it was the writing or the direction or what have you, but this episode just didn't sit well with me.
leo mcgarry is being an asshole! or is that just me?

in other news, tomorrow is my birthday! part of me feels like i should be all contemplative and insightful, dispensing some newly imparted wisdom. part of me wants to go get drunk at the gay bar. who's to say, really?