greyias | Bullet Points Sue; News at 11

Apparently I woke up on the manic side of the bed today. I have yet to have a single cup of coffee, but I'm already feeling like jumping around the office like Daffy Duck on a sugar high. I don't know exactly what will happen after the coffee starts, but I'm not convinced it's a good thing.
There. Is. No. God. - Twilight wins Five MTV Movie Awards. I lose faith in humanity.
It was Canada Day yesterday! According to my sister-in-law, it was their "birthday". She says they got here first. I say they're trying to steal our American ubernationalistic thunder. Petty bickering ensues.
It's July 2nd! Happy Birthday sgatazmy!
Gmail has implemented some sort of drag-and-drop, and informed me of that by dragging up the two labels I use the most. The results are a teensy bit intriguing.
A coworker has just brought me a breakfast burrito with a very scary smile. It is either laced with something, or I'm going to have a very strange favor asked of me later.
I have a comic script written for a square on my cliche_bingo card. My brain has carefully ignored the fact that I can't draw. Implementation will be interesting. (Or highly frustrating.)
I abuse bullet points. They file a restraining order.
I ignore the restraining order.
Wheeee!
...I'm going to be in Minneapolis in exactly four weeks... ZOMG!
Dude, wasn't it just March?
I don't care if I'm a girl, I want a Man Wall. Hot. Damn.
This burrito is tasty. I'm leaning toward the strange favor theory.
This burrito has cheese. I retract my previous statement.
I feel like I can take over the world.
In fact, I think I will.
The coffee has kicked in. Repent, for the end is nigh.

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Look! It's Cowboy Mitchell! friendshipper, western AU FTW?