A post in which Gata entails her adventures which occurred to her today.

So.

Today, I woke up after having a strange dream in which I was slapped upside the head with a boiled lobster.

I got up and took a shower and got dressed, and then put on my human face and went out to the nearest airport to book a one-way flight to Spain.

Yes, that's right. I'm going back home. I'm just sick of this place. Sick of the city, sick of the people, sick of dealing with the same shit day after day after day.

After I went out and got my ticket, I came back home and cooked some delicious popovers stuffed with cheese and bacon and broccoli.

Then I made Obsidian buy me some lobsters for dinner tonight, and I baked a Portal cake.

Obsidian left again and I went outside and shoveled the snow from the yard, and threw it over the fence and into the street. I took pictures of the snow through the fence.

Then I climbed onto the roof and shot a fireball at the abandoned apartment across the river and took pictures.

Right now, I'm still on the roof, taking pictures from funny angles and trying to be all cool and artsy. It's not working out so well, they're all coming out blurry. But I got this one wicked amazing shot of a car's headlights. It's all like sha-ZAM!