Best to be the Changing Water

Which I will apparently post about later?

Cause, like, I just looked at the clock.

Well, okay. Here's the big thing: The apocalypse is coming. Run for the hills.

My bio-father called me up... To chat. To try to bond with me. xD Hell, I'm not gonna complain. I've been waiting for him to decide to try to be something even vaguely resembling a father for -years-. I'm not much up for making the effort to do the same in return, not just yet, but it is nice to think that he actually wants to be around.

Course, this may be largely because he just turned forty, and realised he's old and has done nothing terribly good with his life so far. Or.. I dunno. Something.

Pssshhh, it's late. And I'm all Shigure and rambling on.

In a great mood, though. It's a wonder what a call from your best friend, a call from your absent biological father, a couple episodes of good television with the household, and tickling your roommate until she falls off the couch can do for you.

Not to mention the extended pause of the television for an outbreak of "I'm coverin' up my head!" and various other Boot to the Head jokes that had KK and I laughing so hard we couldn't breathe. Or stop. ( The video that inspired it all... )

Oh, and the part where I feel really really loved, that's kind of on the awesome scale too.

So we'll disregard the having to be up at some godawful early hour this morning, and the foul stench that emanated from the rear of the bus and WENT UNINVESTIGATED on the way home, and recall that there was pirate music again, and wonderful fog that covered everything on my way out this morning, and my day just kind of rocked.

YAY.