Tarp'd. All of you. Didn't see that one coming, eh? Phear my crlnkly blue plastic (or whatever they're made of) awesomeness! Serves you all right. *lands a rofflecopter on each corner of the tarp* What now, huh? Yeah, that's right, there's no escape. Feel the burn. The burn of burnination. Don't make me get the dragon.

And now for something completely different.

In other news, my head's swimming with writing inspiration...I just need the motivation. Why is it that, while I've got so many good ideas floating about, I just don't feel the urge to actually put them on paper? Seriously, it's baffling. But whatever. Nothing new, I suppose.