I came home to three signs of the impending apocalypse this evening.
1. I opened my mailbox, and the L.L. Bean Christmas catalog was inside. It’s not even fucking Columbus Day!
2. I got the third identical phone spam recording since my original post about phone spam.
3. I turn on my TV, and my TiVo is recording a suggestion…of The O’Reilly Factor. You’d think that my constant recording of Queer Eye and The L Word and Will & Grace would have prevented that…
Seriously, what the fuck is going on?! If there’s an earthquake tomorrow, I’m totally blaming that on this.