It feels sooooooo good to be at home right now. Just hanging out in a pair of lounge pants with some soup and some Midol. I still have to do laundry and homework, but at least I'm not at school.

I think we might have a possum (Nervous) living outside our kitchen. Amber and Sydney have been freaking out at the windows in the kitchen nook for the past few weeks now. Rob and I thought it was just because they are insane. But the other night we saw that Nervous was just hanging out on the teeny ledge outside of those windows. And he kept running around from window to window. Heh. Looks like the balcony zoo critters are living close to their foodies.

Speaking of which, our apartment is under siege by the balcony zoo. There are a bunch of squirrels, birds, rats, mice, and possums out there in little metal helmets all holding muskets and trying to charge the balcony door. Okay, maybe not, but the food did run out and there is one pissed off squirrel out there. It's licking the balcony floor in the hopes of finding more food and occasionally running up to the door and screaming at me. Guess it's time to put more food out there. Obnoxious little fuckers.

Here's another quiz, I consider it fitting. It's kind of the "duh" quiz:

Do *You* Need A Boob Job?