Okay, fuck it. Here goes! No more lj for me! Sorry, lj, you rock and all. But I dunno. Having a website makes me feel fancy.

So from now on, I'm at ablogisatreat.com. Because it is! It still will likely be going through some wacky changes in the next few weeks, so, you know. Don't be startled. Oh - and I had to lose all of my comments in ( Read more... )

OOoooooooo! Vry exciting things are afoot!

I'm not going to tell you what it is, yet, because it's still a super-duper secret, though!!!!

Dear Gentle Reader:

Does peach schnapps have enough alcohol in it to kill Hepititis C? Because, um, if not? My Heps: Let me show U it.

Ian and I went tonight to a bar called The Slaughtered Lamb, decorated like and based on the English pub in An American Werewolf in London. It was pretty cute. It was also the first bar Ian ever went to, when ( Read more... )

( I'm way gay, sorry about that. )

I link to this not so much as a reference to my Polar Bear swim yesterday, but just out of feminist eye-rolling. The CNN headline for this video, which shows - what? 20 people? more? - jumping into Lake Minnetonka in swimming suits was "Woman Dons Bikini for Icy New Year Dip."

Suck my balls, CNN.

So there's a funny story about this hat.


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I just saw a little article that claimed that this year's Times Square New Year's Eve ball was "green." It uses led lights this year, and so only uses as much energy as 10 toasters, apparently. And I was all, well, that's great, but it reminded me of another article I had seen earlier that said that the ball cost one million dollars to make. One ( Read more... )

“Hm. Another Jessica v. Cosmo?”
“The last one wasn’t really all that funny.”


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Today was Friday, December 28th, the last day before New Year's Eve. My boss was out, as was everyone who sits within about a 30-foot radius of me. This was what I did at work today ( Read more... )