Click on the link. You’ll see where this idea came from one.

This is me. Normal me, normal time. Sitting in front of my computer in my messy office. See that bag bag there? Well, I put it up there cause Pixie loves the stuff inside it…it is called excelsiur or something odd like that, but I guess you could also call it that shiny stuff you put in gift wrap that was run through a shredder. Pixie eats it and you know what happens when you eat something…

Yeah, I get on my computer and fiddle around for an hour or two every night. I run in and check on stuff during commercial breaks (did somone IM me? Did I get a message on Mojo?) Lame sometimes, but it is my existence. What did people do before all this technology?