Belated Friday five.

Five Facebook stati I would've posted today, except that I've already posted two, and no one cares that much what I think, and also one is kinda rude, in no particular order:

• ... spent all afternoon in various levels of strip mall hell looking for a store that seems to only exist in a parallel universe, and also on the interweb, but I guess that's redundant.
• ... is starting to understand the yoga high.
• ... is ignoring the "duck duck goose," "basketball fan," and all other stupid Facebook app invitations from "friends."
• ... wants to live in Effington. (It could be a wonderful effingplace.)
• ... can't believe Her Majesty hasn't thrown up in over a week. Laundry day tomorrow, if it happens it will happen as soon as laundry is done. Or maybe this, or this, or this will happen instead.

I can't guarantee that the Effington status won't appear at some point. Loving that song, loving Ben Folds right about now.