He's Just Not That Into You: nom nom nom.

Repo: Giles from Buffy! Stabbity! Singing!

Smoothness Incarnate: I slipped on the ice coming back from Repo. And comically tried to keep my balance for about 5 seconds. And then pitched over into a snowbank. All while people were watching to make sure I made it safely back to the door.

*siiiiigh*

I am taking a course this semester and my TA's name is McPhail.

Best TA name ever.

Things I like: new laptops.

Things I like but am disappointed I don't like more: Godiva's chocolate dipped strawberries.

They look so very, very delicious. But they are only moderately so. And the quality of the strawberry would seem to be a crap shoot. :(

*smooches all around*

Obama: WOO

Proposition 8: You have got to be shitting me. D:

A pushy friend demands that I solicit opinions on my LJ on what I should do for the end of the world my 30th birthday.

Consider yourselves solicited.

Addendum: it is not til next year.

Soccer moms. NASCAR dads. Hockey moms. Wal-Mart moms.

*Stab*

Not the moms and dads, you understand. Nor even the words. The underlying Platonic form, so to speak.

I am so addicted to Pocky.

"Scrabulous is disabled for US and Canadian users until further notice."

FUCK YOU HASBRO. DIAF.

If you ask a mathematician if he has a countless number of friends, he may reply that the number is certainly at most countable.

Smile politely and pat him on the head.