Where's the Tory? Here's the Tory.

At girlfriend's house for a couple of days. Despairing on the whole getting-a-job-that-isn't-stop-and-shop thing. FMA-deprived, since she doesn't want to watch it and the newer computer doesn't work at the moment. Writing in driblets. Feeling woozy. Still have Envy noodling about my head, courtesy of lykomancer. Phwee.

Decided upon Japanese lunch--found instant udon at the supermarket. Yummy, but very hot. Scorched tongue. Currently taking break to let it cool. But yay for instant udon existing in this country.

Discovered, while at Grand Opening, that my former cow-orker from my FWT shitjob a few years back is now the assistant manager there. Slightly disconcerting and highly amusing to discover former cow-orker in the context of buying sex toys from her. Still, spiffy. Now if only they needed another worker... *sigh* And now I'm contemplating returning to GO to buy massage oil. Bwah.

This boring entry brought to you by Envy's ass and a high degree of humidity.

Oh, has anyone done an FMA thumbnail theater? I've got thumbnail theater dialogue banging about in my head and it won't go awaaaaay...