Memory is a funny thing.  If you had asked me if I had anything that distinguished me as an officer of French Club in high school just three days ago, I would have told you no and asked why I would have.  Then, yesterday, I was cleaning out this one dish thing that I kept a bunch of random stuff in and found this little gold fleur de lis pin and I  ( Read more... )

I'm really craving a sandwich made with all the fixins for a taco. Pretty sure that it would be the second most disgusting sounding sandwich I would have tried, but I still want it. I blame my mom. She made taco meat this morning while I was asleep and I'm almost positively sure that's why I'm craving it...even though it sounds gross. That, and ( Read more... )

I saw Julie & Julia last night with my grandma while my mom and grandpa were at a meeting for Eucharistic ministers in the Cleveland diocese. Obviously, Dad had no interest in going. As I watched the movie, I started thinking that I need a blog that...has a point. I certainly wouldn't be abandoning this one. This is where all my thoughts about ( Read more... )

"It's really dark in my house. And quiet. But mostly lonely. Grant and my parents are either *in* Chicago or almost there right now. And I'm in the computer room, talking to myself (because, seriously, who else is there to talk to here? Ghost Cat only shows up when it pleases.)

It has come to my attention that my new record for "Beginning to Go ( Read more... )

Hm. Thought I'd have more to actually say when I opened this tab. Well, let's see where this takes me ( Read more... )

So, life in general is kind of sucking right now. People are assholes (and by people, I mean customers), I'm tired all. the. time., and I never seem to have enough money despite the fact that we now legitimately get tips at work (woot ( Read more... )

I'm starting to realize that Twitter, however much I love using it, is a website for extremely arrogant people. I know I had a certain amount of arrogance before I used Twitter, but I feel that it's like starting a vague conversation with the expectation that someone's going to go "What's that you're on about?" And you get to tell them everything ( Read more... )

So, for the longest time, it's been internally bothering me that there were two paperback versions of the British children's set of Harry Potter books. One has Dumbledore on the back (I've had this version for the past nine years); the other, others believe and I can't disagree, has Nicholas Flamel (potentially...we can't figure it out!). And ( Read more... )

So, apparently, I'm back to having my usual insomnia. This, however, is really, really bad now because I have to be at work in 6 hours. Now, it's not as if I have to be there at 5, but 5 hours of sleep has pretty much *never* been enough. ::Angry pout ( Read more... )

Kay, so I'm feelin' the need for new icons. I'll still keep a couple (because I can't bring myself to get rid of the one for posts concerning hockey or the one I use when I'm really sad...and maybe Pluto will stay, too, but pretty much all the rest are gonezo.) But here's the problem, I probably have over a thousand icons saved to my external ( Read more... )