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Found this bitchin' plate at Salvation Army the other day. Love the colors, love the dinginess about the edges, and though you probably can't see any detail (even if you could, it'd be backwards-- camera on the computer does that) Anywho, it's a topograpical map of the heart. Emotionally speaking. Rather EMOtionally speaking. Hardy har.

There's the Isle of Man in the Ocean of Love, which is adjacent to the Bay of Scorn. It's got a bunch of different emotions as countries, land masses, or bodies of water. Really quite delightul knick-knackery!

My supervisors thing I'm doing a good job at work, so the bitchass coworkers can SUCK IT! I mean that in the politest way possible.

Fuck me, I've got to finish putting together the over-the-toilet thing. It's half-assembled in the living room, taking up way too much space. This place is a mess! Blah. Gotta get that finished before (possible) beers with an old friend. Then again, I'm 90% certain he'll flake on me, because we had no concrete plans. I need a time, a place, a day in advance, before I feel comfortable that I'm not going to get flaked on. Either way, I'll keep myself busy tonight. I would like to get out of the house, but if I don't, I'll perhaps pick up where I left off on trying to completely complete Lego Star Wars 2. Or the first one, even. The second is so much better.