My roommate has mysteriously disappeared once again. I suspect she is hiding in the Mysterious Storage Space. *shifty glance*

Either that or the House ate her. D:

Hey internets? Can we stop picking on furries now? They're really not doing anything to you, y'know. Yeah, there are some vocal crazies, but there's vocal crazies for everything. I really don't get it. Picking on people just because you "don't get it" or whatever is, well... argh. Just argh. */inarticulate grumblings*

Not directed at anyone/thing in particular, it's just something I've been pondering, and then it came up recently, so... yeah.

Christina just had to use her pepper spray.

( Cut to spare you all )