I need some knives for my kitchen. Yesterday my stepmom gave me a bunch of cucumbers and a mush mellon out of the garden, and I have nothing to cut them up with! I might go by Walmart or somewhere to get some small sharp things, but this still doesnt fix my need for an all purpose knife for the kitchen. I think a Santoku looks awesome, but I really ( Read more... )

Sorry about the subject heading, I was having and Eels moment ( Read more... )

Yesterday afternoon I hiked up to the laundro-mat. It was actually nice to get outide and carry my stuff over there, got the blood pumping. I also get a good bit of reading in, and that is always nice.
I also picked up some chickpea/curry instant stuff by Kitchens of India, at the Teeter; it was pretty good in a bowl with a baguette I also picked ( Read more... )

I really miss the washer and dryer at my old house. I have a bunch of laundry to do...

I didn't make it out to Unknown Hinson on Saturday. Instead ( Read more... )

Of course since I am malignantly narcissistic I don't really consider anyone other than myself and a couple women beautiful =P

I am reading The Magus by John Fowles. I am also still reading Swinburne poetry...and getting more violently goofy with each stanza.

I ate at Penguin last night, and really got "the itis" bad. I think we not only need to get ( Read more... )

Last night after class my brother and I wandered over to Hawthorne Pizza, where over chili cheese fries we had a delightful conversation about oldschool drunk/crazy actors like Oliver Reed, Veronica Lake, Richard Burton and of course Judy Garland. During the meal I consumed the majority of what landed on the table, including 75% of a pizza (but to ( Read more... )

So they are trying to move my job to India. In a couple weeks I am going to get to train someone from India to do what I do, I have 6 weeks to do this in. I feel like a total sleaze when I say "I hope its a cute girl!"; but it does sweeten the pill...

This actually isn't the first time I have trained people in India to take my job. When I was first ( Read more... )

I've been reading Algernon Swinburne, it would amuse me if this sent shivers down your spine.  I would also be amused by claims of my pretentiousness. I actually first encountered this poet while reading a "sensationalist" book on cannibalism where the writer made several goofy references to Swinburne's stuff.

Yesterday's post (along with  ( Read more... )

someone tries to bite my arm off at the shoulder! lol

update the next day= I would have posted a photo, but it was kinda gross. This actually isn't that uncommon since there appears to be a certain level of intoxication that causes blonde women to mistake me for a chew toy.