Heh.

Every so often when it's not being an asshat (which is most of my life and indeed much of my day up until about 10:15 tonight), the universe decides to remind me that hey, I'm pretty damned cute.

Not that I don't believe the folks close to me when they tell me this repeatedly... ok, I don't. :P I figure after you've survived a few of my bitchfests you automatically become biased on the matter. So... the occasional attention from friends you never dreamed thought of you "that way" and completely random strangers is... shocking. And welcome. :)

*chuckle*

There's a copy of Fast Food Nation in our bathroom.

Boy, nothing like reading that whilst on the toilet to make you regret everything you've eaten in the past week.