There's something coming. There's a new car on the horizon. It's coming very slowly. It makes a noise. It has kittens painted all over it. With a new kind of fur. Cleaner, but with a unique smell. Yet, one of these kittens is not prepared to have a good time. It stands alone. Away from the crowd. It's your kind of kitten. Now the time has come to climb into that car and to shake the paw of destiny.
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This journal contains the daily rants and ramblings of a 20-something lesbian computer geek with aspirations of artistic ability.
Accessories include: reading glasses (over contacts), ergonomic hi-tech workstation, sizable library, well-stocked kitchen, and lots of multimedia. Hobbies: fannish infrastructure & media, slash, cooking, gardening, hiking, making snarky comments, reading, and having authority issues. Needs: girlfriend, career, better eyesight. Would some day like to gather up all the Idiots In Charge and send them off on a Golgafrincham space ark.
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Current fannish love: The Tenth Doctor
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