No more disruptions. I’m going to go sit in solitary and finish this article I’m supposed to write (hey, Simon, it’ll be done by this afternoon!) and then I have to get the answer keys for all the homework I assigned in genetics done and posted.
So go away, internet, and stop bothering me.
I’m going to go hack the ice off the sidewalk.
If it stops raining.
I’ve got a busy day planned. I’m going to conquer the planet… in Civilization V.
Civ V? That’s for wimps. I’m going to conquer the planet properly with Civ IV. And as for all you Civ IIIers…
Fats disagrees with your ideas for Saturday.
To detect the presence of a pussy cat in a room, poke a 12 inch black cable tie under the door.
PZ, PZ, it’s me, the internet. Come quickly, you’re needed. Someone is wrong!
*sidle*
*sidle*
*sidle*
*poke*
I spent my Saturday getting owned in Exanima (That game is mean!) and regretting the fact that I hadn’t gathered together enough time units through the week to allocate enough “obsessing about grammar” points to write in to Kerbalcast. #ImportantShit