Tomorrow is the First Annual Chili Cookoff/Chili Wars, meaning each webteam member will bring in a pot of chili, eat a bit of everything, and vote on the best. That's it. Those are the rules. Is anyone bringing beverages? Will anyone bring bowls? No idea. But I was volun-told to make a trophy, and this is was happened:


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Despite the fact it's Sunday, and I occasionally avoid my e-mail on Sunday... I checked it anyway. It's a good thing, too, because there was a message from my freelance client that went something like this: "Please help me, asdlkjfa;lkdjf I'm so stressed ( Read more... )

Today Mom and I ventured out into ominous weather (see: POURING RAIN) in search of baby shower supplies. Since it's a surprise, the decorations have to be 1) easy to sneak in, and 2) fast to arrange. As far as homemade decorations go, I've decided on a tassel garland and a simple 'it's a boy!' banner ( Read more... )

The Lump gave me an account of his first Pre-Cal class: everyone was required to introduce themselves by telling a truth and a lie, and the class had to figure out which was which ( Read more... )

Today is the start of the new semester. The Lump realized, just this morning, that one of his classes was actually half an hour away from the main campus. A frantic 6:00 A.M. revamp of his class schedule quickly followed ( Read more... )

On Thursday... well. Technology really flipped us the bird ( Read more... )

Suggested we throw an office baby shower for Constantin.

Am now in charge of said shower. The catch: it's a surprise. (That was not my idea, but who knows, we may pull it off!)

Google, here I come.

We lost a chicken today. She had a cross beak. Some chickens with cross beak can have their beaks clipped or filed, but her bottom beak either split or fell off within the past few days, so she couldn't eat. We took her to the vet and were heartbroken to find out she had been starving. The vet put her down ( Read more... )

Before work, I swung by the Stop 'n Rob to acquire gum and a beverage of some variety. I had skipped my make-up routine and was, perhaps, wearing the ugliest, most ill-fitting lemon-lime sweater known to humanity. And there the Troll was, loitering in the Stop 'n Rob, waiting for a sandwich. He kindly did not laugh at my sweater, and offered to buy ( Read more... )

On Saturday, Seth texted and said something along these lines: "puddingsworth misses you! It's my last weekend in town! Come have lunch with us!" Unshowered and elbow-deep in a painting project, I weighed my friendship obligations against my selfish desire to craft. Friendship won out, but that's only because he played the 'last weekend in town' card. It gets ( Read more... )