Somehow a few days ago my wonderful cat got outside and hasn't come home yet. This of course fills me with rage and seething hatred towards the world and its populace as a whole. And also causes me to dye my hair black and drape my bangs over one of my eyes and cut my arms and such while pretending that I understand Camus and Sartre. Sorrow, in other words.

Sigh. Here's The Click.

What a great week this has been! It's all sunshine and roses as the kids say. I am officially in a good mood.

A little excessive pimping: keep an eye on the site for an exciting announcement soon. We have something big coming down the pipe.

Oh, and one confession: I screwed up last week. "Journalistically" is a word. It's a terrible word and sounds dumb but it is a word, as was pointed out to me by many angry readers. I will now pee on my own shoes and light myself on fire.