Apparently sitting at my desk staring blankly off into space is very enthralling. Or distracting. Because I'm pretty sure I just sat here for at least 5 minutes doing absolutly nothing and not even noticing it. Symptons of a paper due soon. I'm getting there. Slowly but surely.

Someone sent me an email survey yesterday. Usually I don't do them but I was looking for an excuse not to work so I filled it out. One of the questions was 'What is your biggest fear?'. And I honestly had no idea. I mean, I'm afraid of my basement, of heights to some extent, and of overpacking (yes I'm a freak), but none of those are really important fears. Maybe dying. Although I think everyone biggest fear is dying. Or dying without finishing what you wanted to do. Of having your dreams and wishes and crazy plans for life snubbed out. Depressing.

I'm going to think of happy thoughts now. Like raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. And the weekend. Huzzah!

Oh, I encountered something funny the other day. Go to Google and type in "weapons of mass destruction" and then hit "I'm feeling lucky". It's a good time.

* song of the moment: Hayden - Dynamite Walls *