a bunch of random questions

My throat feels like some bastard sandpapered it and then left pieces of ground glass there as party favours. If this keeps up I may actually have to go to the doctor, which is something. I generally don't bother, but this is awful.

Things that have been on my mind:

Where did the cultural trope of alien as 'androgynous tall thin grey thing with big eyes and oversized head with spindly body' come from? Was this something to do with Area 51, or was this something else entirely?

Are epsom salts a component of bath salts, or are they entirely different products?

When do emotional responses cross the line between 'whining' and 'appropriate to the situation'?

What is your name? What is your quest? What is your favorite colour?

Why do some people consider the internet to be an addictive and asocial product that is meant to be controlled or avoided (I'm not talking about children here, I'm talking about consenting adults)? Is this some kind of visceral fear of technology, or is my social phobia/general misanthropy getting in the way of something?

If most of my friends are women, how come a room full of women makes me run and hide, or at least find somewhere else to be?

Edit: and most importantly, what's up with the LJ servers lately that they hate me so much? I keep getting 'page not found' or 'database busy' errors.

baaaaa, eh?

(In honour of the holiday I nicked this from daf9 and posted it an hour early in my time zone ...)

( Look ma, it's a totally obvious meme result! )

I'm surprised there wasn't any Tim Horton's questions.
Mmmmm, donuts ... real donuts ... without excess glazing ...
Now I'm homesick. :P