For the record, I like Pandora's new look. There are complaints, but frankly I think it addresses a lot of the page issues, it's no longer a little boxy page in the corner of my self-indulgently large screen and you get LYRICS. No more searching janky websites for lyrics that are busted because they're written by people that never passed middle school English.
In other news, I've finished all of Dr. Who and all of Torchwood. If you love me....you'll buy it for me. I have nothing else to do but wait for new episodes now and I personally HATE waiting for television shows to produce. Its why I didn't start watching CSI like a new religion until after they packed six seasons on dvds. Not shitting you.
My snake refuses to eat his mice. The little shit is all shed-up and shiny. he's clean, the tank in humid and warm. Its an ideal environment and he is STILL picky. The stupid shop feeds live so we've got live mice sitting around. I hate live feeding. Hello, lets make them more aggressive. Dammit.
My chihuahua is giving me the most disparaging looks ever, now, because I'm making him wear a pink harness with butterflies on it. I would like to convey to him in dog-speak that if he didn't leave the yard to run in front of cars, he wouldn't need the damned thing. Anyone translate?
Also, talking to my grandfather again after nearly a decade of silence is...strangely relieving. It was weird getting money from him out of the blue, and I still feel kind of sick having taken it, but when you're being forced into a dark little hole of no income by your Nazi job, you don't have a lot of choice where you accept hand-outs from.
PS: Nothing cheers you up faster than 80's music. I find it funny Maneater plays for me every time I start it up. I'll take that as a compliment, thank you Pandora.
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