This is me being updatey

Last night I dreamt about having lunch with Prince Charles who had to go and get me extra chicken because he ran out. He then showed pictures of his dead dogs to the guests. Then Nathan Fillion did a one man re-enactment of the film Serenity. It was very good, though I'm not sure what sitting on my knee had to do with the plot. I enjoyed it nevertheless.

Yesterday night I was tidying the cables up behind the computer downstairs because my router had been *mysteriously* unplugged.  I felt a burning pain in my forearm and realised that I'd lent on a small piece of my evil, evil cactus. Cue me spending half an hour with a pair of tweezers pulling out tiny, tiny hair like spines that feel like embedded glass if you touch them. Ow. I've still got a red mark. The moral of that story, boys and girls, is don't have an evil cactus that sheds bits of itself onto cats who then take it behind the computer where it lays in wait to get you. Just don't do it.

Also, the woman at the factory (a different factory to the last rant I had) is the most annoying cow ever. I swear to god, if I hear from her tomorrow about something else then there will be *rage*. And possibly human rights violations.