I'm tired of being a bundle of nerves every time I get home because of driving, but I feel grateful that I have a car and can drive.

Part of me just wants to flee to somewhere where everyone rides bikes.

Or Catalina. Those golf carts are motherfucking scary to drive, but everyone is really nice there.

You guys felt that, right?

I'm craving something fizzy. Sometimes I wish I kept soda in the house, for the once a month it sounds really fucking good.

At least my apartment has never gotten this bad. Don't know if I can say the same for Scott though. Tee hee.

SFW.

Grilled Cheescake

Oh fuck. This transcends tech food.

If anyone wanted to add antique torture devices to their collection. Just keeping everyone in the loop.

Stalin vs. Martians

I'm already clearing space on my hard drive.

Somehow I got the Jurassic Park theme stuck in my head. Weird.

My muffin tin (although it isn't really a tin, it's made of silicone. Muffin... wobbly thing? Muffin polymer? Help me out here.) is still in Sally's car, so I'm currently baking a loaf of muffin. I'm totally cheating and using a mix. I feel guilty. However, there is no mess in my kitchen. I hope the loaf turns out okay, I'm kind of winging it on ( Read more... )

Scott gave me a slap bracelet yesterday. Reason number 369943 why he's awesome.

You are so jealous.