if you get close enough for me to touch you with my pingers, you're dead

Damn. Another Red Bull day: registration chaos + continual students + heatwave + gammy leg + PMT is not a good combination. There's a small pile of skulls outside my door. I feel venomous, not unlike this deliriously insane and inappropriate take on the unicorn (via Charlie Stross, the man with his finger on the pulse of the wierd).