hah, guess what i have a mutant plant. there's a long tendril sticking out randomly into the room, ready to grab you every time you walk by. hah, i go do battle now, with the demon plant. or not. maybe i'll stare it down, make it nervous a bit. i'll wait a few weeks, dropping words like "herbicide" and "deracination" every now and then. make it squirm. heh heh.
or i could sit here some more and try to get things done. plft.
~G2~