The part of baking that was always my favorite was separating eggs. I think my dad taught me. From the word go, I was enthralled. Cracking the egg against the bowl. Letting the runny part of the white drip down. Softly pouring the bright, sunshiney yolk from half-shell to half-shell. We probably went through several eggs trying to get it right that ( Read more... )

I sent in all my law school applications last month.

Ayan said he was talking about it to a close friend of ours and she said she was excited for me.

Ayan said, "I know. Campbell actually did something she said she was going to do!"

He knows me way, way, way too well.

Ayan told me today he is no longer the avid reader of my LJ that he used to be:

i've lost some interest in your LJ unless it's a topic that i'm interested in (i.e. funny stories about you, or funny observations). these i hate men type stories are like whatever to me (i'm not trying to sound like a jerk, which i think i am sounding like), but the ( Read more... )

It just hit me. It got really, really hard.

I feel like sleeping for a month.

There you have it.

Ayan just said something so funny, so I am recording the event, in case it never happens again. He's not known for his joke repertoire, kwim ( Read more... )

This is as good as it gets: Running out of gas on the way home from the car show. I love it ( Read more... )

And I forgot to mention how much I missed my boyfriend the whole time. He never brags about his dad, he dancines like a mix between Usher and Boy George, and he always knows when to suggest it's time to go home.

ETA: Yeah, I said dancines. So?

My boyfriend is a source of constant confusion to me, to the extent that I have declared myself the normal half of our coupling ( Read more... )

Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor: What a nice thought, right? Evil rich people. They can't have gotten what they have through honest means. Take from them and even it all out ( Read more... )