Let us call this one "Monday"

Well, it seems I have the mighty power of the Internet on my office computer once again. Today it's my printer that isn't working; perhaps that can be fixed simply by restarting -- but now I'm afraid I'll lose the 'net connection if I do.

Vexing.

J. is home from Chicago, so yay that.

So: in amidst the spam advertising hot coeds, tyrant penises, and Paris Hilton videos I at first mistook one concerning "Customized Stockings for Your Pet" for something more sinister than holiday festivity.

In other news, I realized this morning that I will never, ever be a(n) R&B songstress.