At risk of potentially having to shove my foot in my mouth for stating the bloody obvious…

Hi, Wells Fargo. What’s this “Design My Card” link in my settings? Could it be some grand theft Capital One’s card lab? XD

Well isn’t this interesting. I could very well have an Ayarane Project-styled debit card. Or slap a pic of my big orange furball on it. Or something out of the Instant Ramen stash. (Teehee, a Hikaru-flavored Visa debit!) Oh, and it’s all free, too.

I foolishly mentioned this to Neo and now he’s all buzzing around like a kid hopped up on candy. Oh crap XD

Because it cannot be said enough:

HAPPY CRIMSON DAY!

ohgod I’m a slacker

For those who either don’t get MSNBC TV or don’t watch it or have no idea what the hell I’m talking about… um…
Take the final Yukarimobile scene from Azumanga Daioh and replace the occupants with three of MSNBC’s most prolific hosts!
(from left: Keith Olbermann, Chris Matthews and Rachel Maddow)

Ohgod I hope I don’t screw this up… but even if I do, I think I’d still get the point across… hopefully. XD

This is an Instant Ramen Alert!

Aeth, whatever happens, this is ALL YOUR FAULT. XD

Also I make no guarantees that I can avoid taking the butcher knife, accidentally or not, to Keith Olbermann, Rachel Maddow and Chris Matthews >_>;;;

I woke up JUST in time to watch our badass freaking Presidential overlord get sworn into office. I’d woken up earlier at 6am and flipped on the TV and apparently nodded off again… but fortunately my cat hopped on my bed at 9 on the dot. (Didn’t you know? My kitty lovss MSNBC. He especially perks up whenever Keith Olbermann’s on, mwahahaha…)

Oh, hi, the official White House website suddenly became awesome. XD

It’s, like… dude, we have the most badass freaking president *ever.*

OH! Did you hear the crowd while Bush’s chopper was leaving? I was JUST THINKING about that song… whose name I cannot remember, and then behind all the chattering of the MSNBC anchors, I heard the crowd singing that. PRICELESS. I bet it’ll show up on YouTube later.

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Bren is getting a laptop. A Dinah (read: Compaq), no less. And, um, I’ve been tapped to configure this machine (“give it the Yoshi treatment”) before it gets sent up to her in Denver. Of course, mother can never know about this… a shame that she doesn’t share in my view of generosity (again, hers is more like a nicely-rephrased version of “greed ftw! charity towards one’s fellow man is for losers!”)

I was looking for an opening so I could step away to go shower and such (because I know I won’t get a chance to later) and it appears the inaugural luncheon is it.