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?