Memoirs of the Angst-Bitch

I thought I lost my phone today. Nearly suffered a nervous breakdown. Not so much because I would have to buy a new phone because while that sucks and all, I can get over it. No, I was freaked out because my cell was the only number listed on my resume. Thankfully, it was hiding very cleverly in my car. I find out thanks to the siren call of Chris Daughtry.

( I was randomly musing about Kallen and Lelouch today. )

For those of you who are befuddled at today's focus on ZOMG het pairings, fear not. I am in the process of sorting through my thoughts on the Keller/Beecher relationship in Oz and may indeed have an analysis sometime this week.