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I shouldn't need to defend myself from libel about whether or not I was kissing another woman, because such a thing shouldn't be considered libel.

You know, I think the Romans had the right idea with the whole gladiator bit. A few fights to the death every month'd reduce the surplus population of idiots and give us a nice bout of entertainment as well.

Some of you guys were really helpful before so I'm trying this again because now I actually need help.

The A/C at my house just went out and it's frickin hot. Why anyone planning and building thought East/West facing was a good idea I just have no polite words for them. My mom is out of the country and has no reception right now is out of town this weekend and I know repair people don't usually work on weekends but I don't even know a good place to start.

Anyone here have the hook-ups? Recommendations? Not exactly keen on opening the Yellow Pages, closing my eyes, and pointing. Angie's List requires membership. I don't trust Google and Yelp hasn't been helpful.




... and I may need someone to help act as an agent since so far I've gotten two "Will there be anyone over the age of 18 in the house?" questions and had to hang up. Which is spectacular.

Sweet baby Jesus in a hamper, some guy just tried to run me over on a moped.

I have a lot of feelings about this:

A: Who even drives a moped anymore?
B: I was holding my coffee and now it's on the street.
C: I almost got ran the fuck over.
D: Who even drives a moped anymore?

My pants are all ripped, my knees are all bloody and this sucks. Aren't there supposed to be white knights who swoop ladies out of the way when shit like this happens?

Rita Skeeter never disappoints. I imagine my sister is having kittens somewhere.

Guess who got their Disneyland pass back?! This girl!

[Private to Tyrion Lannister]

Seriously thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. Do you want to come with me to Disneyland some time? As a thank you.

I only just got back into town and now I have to pack for London.

I feel like I havn't really prepared enough for all of this. I'm actually kind of nervous!

Like...

AAAAAAH!!!! THE OLYMPICS IS NEXT MONTH!!!! That kind of nervous.

I was hoping typing in all caps like that would make me feel better, but it really didn't.

Oi, Ears. Did I just 'oi'? I don't know what to call--

Doctor Whoever-You-Are. Brilliant, Rose.

I need to talk to you.

Okay, Valarnet. I'm having issues.

How the living hell do you bake a goddamned cake?