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I spent a large part of the weekend lounging around the apartment in just a pair of shorts, eating vegan fudgesicles. I lead such a fine, fine life! This heat is fabulous. It makes everything I do infinitely more enjoyable.
And I made those fudgesicles. (This sounds more impressive than saying I poured chocolate soymilk into a novelty ice cube tray.)
My roommate is still out of town, and the apartment has pretty much devolved into its usual state: laundry-to-be-done piled on the stairs, dishes-to-be-washed piled in the sink, shelf-to-be-hung occupying the entire couch, bills-to-be shredded occupying all of the dining table.
Pie-to-be-eaten has been taken care of, though, no worries.
And I made those fudgesicles. (This sounds more impressive than saying I poured chocolate soymilk into a novelty ice cube tray.)
My roommate is still out of town, and the apartment has pretty much devolved into its usual state: laundry-to-be-done piled on the stairs, dishes-to-be-washed piled in the sink, shelf-to-be-hung occupying the entire couch, bills-to-be shredded occupying all of the dining table.
Pie-to-be-eaten has been taken care of, though, no worries.