One duuuurh moment, and one cunning plan

It's one of those days. I got up early and headed out, and as soon as I stepped outside, my glasses fogged up. Of course, I'm as blind as a wombat (do wombats actually have bad vision? I just thought "blind as a wombat" had more style than "blind as a bat") without them, and now I'm even blinder with them. So I take the damned things off, and go down to the parking lot, and I'm standing there for a full two minutes trying to figure out why my key isn't opening my car door. ~covers her face in embarrassment~ Yeah. It totally wasn't my car. Geez.

~laughs~

Well, at least I didn't set off an alarm or anything. That would have been much, much worse.

In other news, everyone should visit Villain Supply.com, for all of your evil genius needs (and if you would be so kind as to let me know that you've visited, I'd appreciate it. That way I can keep track of all you other plotting, conniving villains out there. I'll get you yet. ~smiles sweetly~ Thanks, dears). I was disappointed to see that they don't offer mimes. They've got all kinds of other henchmen offered in bulk, why not mimes? For future use, you know? Stockpile them and then spread them out in a field somewhere. A mime field. ~giggles~ Ok, I'll stop now.

ow :/

I think I've managed somehow to pinch a nerve or something in my hand. It hurts. A lot. I don't know why... but typing is increasingly difficult, and since everything I do at work entails typing, this is not such a good thing. Gah.