Keep taking the tablets.

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• "Furries can never truly win an argument, since at the end of the day when everyone goes home, they are still Furries and you are not. In this sense, a Furry can never put forward a winning argument. A simple rebuff of any argument with 'But you are a furry' is invincible." From a fair, unbiased, factual resource.

• When they came for the Trekkies, I just nodded and went "Uh huh."

• The Original Fiction Mary-Sue Litmus Test.

The Cipramil appears to be working: I am not only thin and beyootiful with a metabolism like a blast furnace (and I am continuing to eat like a horse), I actually want to do stuff and am getting out of putting it off. This is a lifetime first. I am also in a generally marvellous mood. (Except when I see my poor dead MP3 camera.) It's like a spoon factory in a pill. So far so good. Xenu prevails!

I am particularly pleased that I managed to stay unemployed through the summer and it's turned to autumn the second I get work. redcountess says I just need to get contracts fat enough to take six months off each year with twenty thousand quid squirreled away. (I wish.)

The job is Not Sucking. I might even take to showing up 8am-4pm, having worked this schedule before with the decent result of enough time to do things in the late afternoon and early evening. And we'll probably be getting two of vatine and urocyon_c's kittens, so they must of course learn that breakfast is at 6:30am. Today's early start did not quite go smoothly (we accidentally took the entire server room down ... oops), but at least I write a very slick mea culpa document.

We've sent off Liz's Permanent Leave to Remain application. Fingers crossed!

Current weekend schedule is drinkies with kineticfactory on Friday and sparklielizard and stevenothing's London wedding celebration on Saturday. Anything important on other days?

I need more icons. Being me, I need to create them myself. But your suggestions for pictures to iconise are most welcomed.