Merf.

Member of the studio audience: Amber, why aren't you posting for my edification and entertainment?

Me: I have a migrane. I'm crampy. Go away.

MotSA: Oh, right then.

Uterus: ROAR. *eats MotSA*

fin.

Nightish

Considering I am still somewhat hurty, this has been a pretty pleasant evening, good conversation, good company, and an undercooked piece of cow. Mmmm.

Since I spent most of the day dozing and thinking about anything other than feeling miserable, my sleep schedule is officially out the window and flirting with other schedules.

What does this mean? It means Youtube, friend of insomniacs everywhere.

EDIT: You have reached YouTube, the premier digital video repository on the Internet. We are currently rolling out new features to the site.

We'll be back soon...

NoooooooooooooOOOOoOoOOooooooOOOooOOooOooOoOooo!!!!!!!!!!!

Amber

PS: Emily Saliers of the popular group "Indigo Girls" and her father, a professor of theology, talk about how the language of music connects us all. (Realplayer link on this page)

PPS: I'm unSamhaining my journal layout because it's far too dead-people-hanging-in-my-journal-bleh.