I'm sitting here with a baggie of mozzarella on my knee because I banged it against the coffee table.

and then I swore. loud and hard. in front of my little brother.

also, first episode of second season of Torchwood makes me want to look up all the Buffy and Torchwood crossover fanfiction.

I want to go to bed, not sit here with the mozzarella!

what's yer night cheese, GT?