"Google-dirty fingers" has got to be the best euphemism coined this decade. And somebody's got to finesse that into a librarian-y t-shirt. Get to work, you lot.

*foottap mc twinkle*

( random focused Metropolis )

Poem du jour = Findings. All the little things, so lovely.

On the local front, this made me sad, for reasons I can't even begin to get into right now. Why is it that the right course of action in business so often screws over entire flocks of people? I wouldn't say these people were my friends, but I've met them, socially, and think it's absolutely horrible.

*sighs*

More on pharmaceuticals in the drinking water. It's not funny, but I laugh, a tad bitterly, because, well, it's water. It's not like we can stop drinking it; and since the damage is already done, probably...

*shrugs*

Hydrated and bull-goose looney, that's your heroine.

*eyeroll*

All righty, time to remote-test and fuss a little. The sun is shining, the air is crisp, and it appears to be a day of adventure and pleasant surprises. We shall see.

That is industriously all.