Niice. I maintain that Calinorfia is the Promised Land. Chat icon doesn't show up, but who cares? I'm dweeb enough for meself. Work was all right except for nearly melting my eye balls. Resin makes my head spin. My kitty smells bad(she just straight smells bad). My dog just farted. My sister's dog still smells like the skunk that got her. Mom's dog is still perfectly symmetrical, the little bitch! I saw MamaCat's new ones today; two orange, two white. Patio stinks, need litter, dogfood, now this thing just turns into a sad little hermit's grocery list . . . pills, matches, iodine, Coleman's fluid, bat guano, rose petals, amber rod, some kind of fur, the Index . . . then it gets silly. Futurama in 2 min. Love You All! 
