...but one handed typing is a bitch ( Read more... )

There's a 100W light socket in my laundry ( Read more... )

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I'm getting a kitten tomorrow. Minnie will get a new name, a warm bed, and a forever home, and I will once again have a furry companion animal (there are a few dogs I'd love to take, but no yard makes that impractical ( Read more... )

...there is a Meatloaf/Marion Raven version of "It's All Coming Back To Me Now" (yes, the Celine Dion anthem) in my music collection. I have no freaking idea how it got there, or how long I've had it.

Weirdness.

This is Google Wave.I have invites. It's amusing, and confusing, and needs lots of user feedback (it's still buggy as hell, but my friends and I have been having fun with it nonetheless ( Read more... )

...please, can it be January already?

I have, in a fit of madness, decided to distribute homemade Christmas goodies this year (most of my friends are students, and a good many can't afford to go home to their farflung families for Christmas). I'm also in the middle of drafting and sewing two skirts and silk camiknickers. I've had a phone call ( Read more... )

I'm pretty sure that, "You should have your boyfriend do that for you," isn't the best thing to say to a girl upside down under the steering column of a car no more mechanically complicated than your eminently sabotage-able MPV. Saying it with that sneer, in front of your ten-year old daughter while I'm wielding a screwdriver long enough to make ( Read more... )

I met a homeless man and his dog this afternoon, at a bus stop on Ainslie Av. They were sharing a sausage roll when I turned up and sat down, feeling slightly awkward while he (rather obviously) sized me up ( Read more... )

This is what happens when I am allowed to wander around in a photon-induced daze: I have impulse-bought a sewing machine, a Singer 2662.