WARNING: Ranting Frustrated Kat Ahead

We are going to make a documentary.

Or maybe we are going to put on The Producers.

Or maybe we are going to write an epic poem.

Or maybe we are going to start an accounting business.

No, no accounting.

But we are doing something, goddamnit, because the J.G. can't take it anymore! Idly idly idly waiting at phones and doing assorted other idiotic pointless things with cherryade that tastes like something from a chemical factory, and trying to find saxophones where there aren't any. . .

SO WE ARE DOING SOMETHING, DAMNIT!

Let's do something. Let's run away to Rrrrrio, as Max Bialystock would say. Let's kidnap the chorus girls and terrify the ballet mistresses. Let's take a day off and pretend to be R.P. McMurphy, the sausage king of Chicago. Let's climb a mountain with Gabe. Let's all learn to tapdance. Let's all scream at the top of our voices and go skydiving. LET'S DO SOMETHING!

The Phantom of the Junior High is officially back.

Quote of the Day

"I once was broken up with by a guy's doorman. 'I'm sorry Ms. Hobbes, Jonathan won't be coming down. Ever.'"

- A Source Kat is too Embarrased to Reaveal. (No, it's not Kat.)

I remain, gentlemen, your faithful and obedient servant,

J.G.