I am going to do stuff.
Stuff like create mead.
And learn how to spin.
I guess this is why they call it the Society for Creative Anachronism.

In other news, the cat brought in a dead thing. So now he's having a bitch. Because I bipped him on the nose and took it away.
Blarg, cat.

Fuckin stupid bloody...
I have an assignment due on the fifth of February.
When I'm at CF.
Now I have a week less than everyone else to complete the damn thing.
Fuck you drippy patchouli lady. Fuck you in your stupid drippy quote thing.
So yeah.
Ooh, and I have no garb.
* sulks *

I was bimbling home on my bike, having dropped my homework off at uni.
Angry Woman in a Grey Car: *slows down* Get a helmet you cuntfuckslutbitch!
Me: ...Wha?
AWIAGC: *drives off with a line of cars behind her*

Why so angry?

So  I can't remember drinking a litre of wine, but I did.
But the party was good, I even did over enthusiastic dancing.
Now I am hungover, but in a good way.
And I made up with Ben, which was nice.

-The sound of cicadas outside the kitchen window always makes me think that I'm in Eva, and any minute now giant robots are gonna have a fight, or someone's going to come and wangst in a Freudian manner at me ( Read more... )

So yeah, with the leftovers I scabbed off Meredith, I created turkey-and-stuffing ramen, with cranberry sauce on top. 
I is stuffed.
Nom.

( Haha Meme )

www.nytimes.com/2008/11/29/business/29walmart.html
What's with this? How the hell does that happen?
>.>
Stupid America.

So, Christmas started on the 23rd with a monumental ham dinner, which Schmoo so kindly helped me complete. It was really amazing, with all my Family Who Aren't Really just about squeezing into my tiny living room. I had roast potatoes in beef dripping, that were soooo nommy, but oh my Lord, half a tub of beef dripping. Even the rat had some, which ( Read more... )

Because I had a whole bunch of tinsel. I thiught putting holly in the toilet would be unnecessarily cruel ( Read more... )