Jumping on a Blastwave and riding it to completion

[ehjeh]

I have a definite problem with moles. Not the ones that merrily burrow through your petunias and cause you to tear your hair out and consider the use of cyanide or appropriately placed garter snakes. No, moles as in the ones that dot your skin hither and thither. My problem is that I always forget they exist. So you can imagine how often I'm

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[ceruleanpure]

Thinking of DJ in a maid outfit makes me giggle.
*dies laughing* Oh the mental images!! XD; Make them go away~!

Or should I take Katie's (no, not you Katie) words to heart
You amuse me too much. :D

*thumbs up* Way to be a sinner.

[celtzcastle]

you. are. special.

Very.

:P

where the hell do you get your energy from?

[ehjeh]

I am so very special. I have a little wall plate that tells me so. Or at least I wish that I did...

Anywho, energy? No my dear, that was from lack of motivation to do anything but type up a strange little post this past Saturday morning. If I had energy, then I would have cleaned my room/apartment and then gone for a jog.

Also, if you are going to be around over Winter Break, we should definitely imbibe hot liquids together and regale each other with how horrible our lives are.

Finally, you used the word "hell". I fear for your eternal soul, Anna.

:-P

[celtzcastle]

Oh, you should fear for my soul. And fear for yours as well; wherever I go, damnation follows. Jerry Fallwell's god will smite me and all who are associated with me. Bwahaha.

And yes, my dear, it did take energy to write your post. Lack of energy is pulling your covers over your head when the sunlight begins to stream brightly through the blinds so that you can sleep until 3 pm.

I think we should imbibe butterbeer. Or pumpkin juice. Yay Harry Potter!

[celtzcastle]

Oh, sick! Look at this recipe for butterbeer (courtesy of mugglenet.com):

* 1 cup (8 oz) club soda or cream soda
* ½ cup (4 oz) butterscotch syrup (ice cream topping)
* ½ tablespoon butter

You microwave the syrup and butter together and then add the soda.

That's called diabetic-coma-beer. 1/2 cup butterscotch syrup!?! WTF?