I didn’t get Oscar back until 4pm on Saturday, but he was worth the wait. I haven’t been able to fully test his new superpowers yet because I have to break in the new parts, but he definitely seems a lot peppier and he wants to go fast. I have another 150km to go at 60km/h before I can start to test the speed limits, and I can’t wait. If the weather stays nice for the rest of the day I may knock some of those km off tonight because the sooner I break stuff in, the sooner I can go fast. I would like to go fast. It is frustrating, keeping my speed at 60. Ed tells me it is in my best interest though, as the following things could happen if my speed goes above 60km/h:

• I could turn into a pumpkin
• I will go back in time
• Dennis Hopper will come out from somewhere and be threatening
• I will never be born
• A really bad sequel will be made only with a tricycle instead of a scooter
• I could seize the cylinder and Oscar would be broken
• Zombie apocalypse

So you see, I must behave myself for a little while longer. I am not usually known for my restraint, but I am showing some here.

Last night there was cake! Shan and Josh brought me an ice cream cake to celebrate Delicious Juice Dot Eight and also because I didn’t get a birthday cake last year. It was awesome, and we ate until we were all lactose intolerant. I love DQ ice cream cakes. It was appropriately themed and everything:

mmm .. fishy

Hooray for Josh and Shan! I was so delighted that I didn’t even mind that they caught me doing something extremely embarrassing when they arrived!

I’m trying really hard to ignore my inbox at work, because I think I’m in for a really shitty day. Maybe if I sit here hard enough, it’ll all go away. My wild theories have worked before – just this morning I decided I was going to sit on my naked ass at home until it stopped raining, and it WORKED. The rain stopped, I put on pants, and here I am – ready to avoid my inbox until I turn blue. It’s a good plan. I’m starting to look a little grayscale even now.