Starting Bork mode in three, two...

Only have an hour and ten minutes (now less than an hour) on the computer today, unless by some miracle my brother comes to pick me up at eight, so I'm going to get the Borkified emo out of the way now.

Tumes gut a jub deleefering noospepers. Thees vuoold nut be-a a bed theeng iff it deedn't meun he-a hed zee cer ELL DEY LONG. Incloodeeng noo, seence-a he's still epperently in [toon a helff huoor evey]. Ifee thet vuooldn't be-a su bed iff I vesn't getting iereee-a feebes thet he-a ves putentielly gueeng tu cuntinooe-a thees behefeeur pretty mooch IFERY VEEKDEY.
Bork Bork Bork!

I cun't gu oon heeetoos noo. I hefen't ifee hed Sunuku fur a munt yet! I dun't VENT tu gu oon heeetoos yet - nut until I hefe-a tu hefe-a my veesdum teet tekee oooot (sumetime-a suun, BTV) und/oor reed zee noo Herry Putter bouk (demn thees eddeecshun!), und ifee thuse-a vuooldn't be-a TOO lung.
Bork Bork Bork!

Gud, thees soocks. I feel leeke-a cryeeng.


Ahhh, that's better. In other news, my watch finally gave up the ghost sometime last weekend, and since then I have felt more or less like a CFUD character myself adrift in the time stream, for better or worse. I feel like I've just lost touch with that extra dimension.

Also, I am officially calling up Christine tonight and asking if we can reschedule my noon appointment. The turtles movie is in theaters tomorrow at either ten or eleven in the morning (and only two fifty to get in!), and it's going to be gone again after that, so having missed it the first time 'round, this is my chance to redeem myself. And cheer myself up.

Edit: Someone post something awesome to pornandkittens so I can be distracted.