He Used to Sit and Stare Up at the Ceiling
How is it so hot in the middle of November? Please, someone tell me. It's dumb-cold at night and dumb-hot during the day...I wish the weather would at least make up its mind. I'm good and ready for some chilly days, perchance some rain. I don't want my new secondhand long-sleeve shirts to go to waste!
The NaNo CD exchange has sparked something wild and dangerous among a more local crowd, and as such Tia and I have done an exchange and she's planning some sort of Secret Santa swap for Christmastimes, which is good and fine by me. I enjoy making me some mixed tapes, boy howdy. (Mike made me one with some awesomely ridiculous stuff on it, so I'm working on a response.)
Oh, Z (or any of the other lovely ex-roomies), if you're reading this: at the end of moving out this spring, did I leave a thing of Scrubbing Bubbles in the bathroom? Mike queried because it was his originally and apparently he has a hankering after it again. If it's lost to the sands of time, I'll just buy him a new one, but he asked me to ask.
In other news, for people who don't keep up with Cute Overload, WTF Japan:
(Look, Zoe, it's you in the first video! Wakka wakka.)
So, that's about it for right now. I am in the process of making me a fly raglan shirt out of a baggy band tee I got at the last Hush Sound show the gang went to, but unfortunately progress is arrested by the fact that Jessica simply can't be bothered to lug her mother's sewing machine all around California for my convenience, the wench that she is. But as soon as I am done you betcha I will show it off, along with the Dexter shirt I made forever ago and promised pictures of also forever ago, and maybe perhaps hopefully a neat JoCo shirt to express my undying love for Ikea.
The NaNo CD exchange has sparked something wild and dangerous among a more local crowd, and as such Tia and I have done an exchange and she's planning some sort of Secret Santa swap for Christmastimes, which is good and fine by me. I enjoy making me some mixed tapes, boy howdy. (Mike made me one with some awesomely ridiculous stuff on it, so I'm working on a response.)
Oh, Z (or any of the other lovely ex-roomies), if you're reading this: at the end of moving out this spring, did I leave a thing of Scrubbing Bubbles in the bathroom? Mike queried because it was his originally and apparently he has a hankering after it again. If it's lost to the sands of time, I'll just buy him a new one, but he asked me to ask.
In other news, for people who don't keep up with Cute Overload, WTF Japan:
Click to view(Look, Zoe, it's you in the first video! Wakka wakka.)
So, that's about it for right now. I am in the process of making me a fly raglan shirt out of a baggy band tee I got at the last Hush Sound show the gang went to, but unfortunately progress is arrested by the fact that Jessica simply can't be bothered to lug her mother's sewing machine all around California for my convenience, the wench that she is. But as soon as I am done you betcha I will show it off, along with the Dexter shirt I made forever ago and promised pictures of also forever ago, and maybe perhaps hopefully a neat JoCo shirt to express my undying love for Ikea.