LMFAO's "Shots" has been the catch-song of our household for the last week and a half. It works for most things: shots of doggy kibble. A shot of soy in the marinade. Taking a shot of protein power in your smoothie.

He's out fetching the Thai food for dinner and I've been doing the lady-equivalent of the Wiggle Dance around the apartment for the last fifteen minutes.

There's a job in in my fucking field and I have a (sing with me now) shot shot shotshot shot shot shot shotshot shot shot at it.

There's a fun story about the email exchange that lead to it, but I'm supposed to be working and don't want him to catch me goofing off. In the meantime: ALL THE EXCLAMATIONS. MANY USES OF CAPS. GLEEFUL AND JOYOUS EXCESSIVE F-BOMBS.

I have a SHOT.