In the few consecutive times I've been online this past month, abortive attempts to write about Inuyasha aside - seriously, one got closed prematurely via roommate, one eaten, and one killed itself in Gmail by making me step on a piece of glass when I got up for cookies...you win, you doggy bastard - this was the one worth staying up as late as Len does for quality 'puter time! It's another entry from Hello Kitty Hell, a site after my own bitter black heart, who supplied us with a scary-ass tattoo back in January and have been bustling ever since, providing too many bits of weirdness to link. Seriously, I can't pick 'em.

...Except perhaps the boob-related entry. And the adorable Mexican wrestling. Or the good ol' therapeutic device. Warning: I've now wasted a solid hour on flipping through these entries, and I could go on, instead of going to bed and getting up at a sane part of the afternoon tomorrow.

Besides rerererecomposing mental Dear John letters to Inuyasha, I've been wondering many other things the past weeks, one of which happens to be why this vapid caricature of sapient life is so effing popular. Why? Why? Cuteness doesn't explain a multi-billion-dollar sociopolitical empire, people! I'm not leaving my house again till someone gives me a satisfactory reason: "Why Hello Kitty is So Inexplicably Popular," in 250 words or less. Due Monday. Open-book.