The most wonderful and clever flurrious, being as I intimated a few syllables ago wonderful and clever, has given out awards to those who frequent her little bit of the intertubez. The trick was that we were supposed to ask for an award. I did not, so therefore I got one, and it is totally surreal and awesome. Behold:
In her own words: "The next award is just plain odd. It’s for Marius, and … I just don’t know. I don’t understand, yet I am consumed with envy. He’s certainly deserving; I’m just concerned about the hairball situation."
It's nice to be an enigma, although the award itself reveals a level of understanding that belies the enigmatic nature of me, so I'll just smile quietly and accept this award in the spirit of humility and weirdness in which it was bestowed.