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OOk, SO MUCH TO SAY, how can I fit it into a single post? Really?

Oh, I know. CUT TAGS.

First of all, baby: check. Born, 6:30 last night. 7 lbs, 3 oz, ten toes, ten fingers, one nose. No word on chin yet. Girl. No pictures, either. Oh sure, just because you give BIRTH you think you can be a slacker, sister mine? Hah.

Also, apparently they had a ton of snow. MY snow. Because we got nada. NOTHING. A pretend dusting that vanished instantly. I'm railing against the fates, here.

Anyway!! First of all:

( Say it with me kids: Apocalypse, YAY! )

ALSO, in slightly non-apocalyptic talk:

( I started watching Torchwood ! )


I mean, hello. That PLUS a scheduled Apocalypse?

I *also* watched LOST last night, which I am what, one of 4 people in the world who still watches this, right? But it's a BFF tradition. And I thoroughly enjoyed it for what it was. Plus, when swmbo sticks with something, she STICKS with it. (err, until she mysteriously vanishes for 8 months but hello, that was the ALIENS)

And, finally, LTftD: The trouble with letting the dust settle on problems is that it may harden to rock.

Um. Sure. Hi, LuthorCorp? THAT IS NOT THE WAY IT WORKS! Dust doesn't harden into rock! As swmboss 4.0 said: Um, isn't dust mostly dead skin cells? Wouldn't they just harden into ... skin?

Yes, that squicked me, too. But not enough to stop me from eating LuthorCorp supplied donut for breakfast. DONUT! With, coffee, NATURALLY

PS. Today at 2 my department is leaving to go Go-Kart Racing. Fortunately, they supply crash helmets. I checked.

PPS. I only have a QUASI-apocalyptic icon. TRAGEDY!!

PPS. Holy fracked up LJ code. Edited to fix.

PPPS. ALso edited to add that the baby is a girl because, hey, ten toes, ten figures, what do other parts matter? *facepalm*