*Stomp*

Woke up grumpy.

This may have something to do with the following two facts:

One, Slay makes such a godawful racket getting up and leaves every light in the house on so that no matter how deeply I am asleep he wakes me up. I bloody hate that.

Two, I was having a very weird dream about driving around the countryside half naked with Gamma Ray's drummer and I couldn't figure out why I'd lost my shirt and bra.

Dirk, yes - but Dan?

In other news, RPF got a bazillion oscars. I wonder what the queen thinks?

Also, Sam hasn't eaten his mouse that I gave him last night. Git.

*Squee*

Oh wow!

The postman came!

And he shoved through my door my copy of Gamma Ray's Blast From The Past that I have been trying to find for ages and finally bought off someone in Australia (!!!), and it's the bollocks and has the booklet with all the Riggs artwork and everything!

And also the new Helloween DVD!

*Squeaks and flails and shouts and stuff*

They say things happen in threes - so keep your fingers crossed that something equally awesome comes my way today!

(Yes, exclamation point abuse - bite me!)