What a crock of shit. She hasn't updated her livejournal in months, and all we get is this crappy quiz?


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so i somehow managed to put my cell phone through the washing machine this afternoon. needless to say, it's fucked. (my dad suggested baking it in the oven at 100 degrees for a few mintues to dry it out...i may actually try this. what's to lose?) so, also needless to say, i lost ALL THE NUMBERS FOR EVERYONE I KNOW ( Read more... )

heck yes--it's still raining. i'm going back to bed.

I find the assignment of friends strangely apt.

Hell has finally frozen over.

In other news, I cooked an amazing pork roast today in my crock pot. Smothered it with a glaze of chopped cranberries, honey, orange zest, nutmeg, and a brief hint of cinnamon.

In even more news, I need to graduate right.about.now.

And we're surprised?

"There are two spiritual dangers in not owning a farm. One is the danger of supposing that breakfast comes from the grocery, and the other that heat comes from the furnace ( Read more... )

I made the mistake of counting how many pages I have to write within two weeks of today: 33. (Not to mention the miscellaneous researching and fucking around that goes with actual writing).

So, if I seem to have dropped of the face of the planet, that's why.

Until the part where we got a noise violation and I sprained my ankle just walking down the hallway ( Read more... )

Huh. It's snowing, heavily. I wonder if I have a snow/ice scraper in my car?