seven box, eight box, nine box, bunch!

Ten boxes, and the system is holding together.

For those of you who guessed one day, I'm sorry, you phail at system crash guessing.

But there are many good guessing slots still open!

I'm 29 for another fifty minutes, and then, I guess I'll let MJ call me old without glaring at her too much. Eye rolling will still occur, though.

I have a whole little story written in my head about Erestor and Glorfindel, but I'm going to shove that off for a while if I can. Besides, I just boxed up all of the purple plot bunnies except for Nibbles and 'original' Nibbles (who is white, not purple, and is aka Star). Also, Mitzi is still out. But the rest of the bunnies are boxed, Z5 through Z10.

Naughty Mark made the comment as I was taping the first box 'oh, the bunnies are screaming!' and I was all 'no, no, they're cuddling! plot bunny hibernation!'

So, pizza for lunch and going to watch Judge David Young as I turn the big 3-0. Sorry, wish it was something more exciting to report, but that's the plan. Rush Limbaugh on the radio before and after. *nods*

And sometime later, a trip to Half Price Books, and Olive Garden, and I have those coupons that different places send to be redeemed on one's birthday, so I'm definitely hitting Culvers on the way home!

Pizza's done!

Forty minutes...