crackers are salty goodness

But, then, when you're eating orgasmically good strawberries, you need something to break the taste.

I called the temp agency, told them the job was over and through. I'll miss it, some. But DAMN did it feel good to sleep until I wasn't tired anymore. I've been packing my bookshelves. Three boxes down, and I'm astounded at the bareness. It's very strange.

Of course, I still need more boxes.

And I've found a use for all of the random comic-bags I've had gathering dust. They work well around a couple books. Yay. No wet books.

I should... go run errands. Forgot to leave my badge yesterday.