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I'm sitting in my car outside of Seattle Center updating my livejournal while I wait for my classmate to get back to work at the Pacific Science Center so that I pick up some discount coupons to go see the Dead Sea Scroll exhibit with my parents tomorrow. That feels like some sort of delicious triumvirate of nerdiness, but it may just be that I'm hypersensitive to those things now. Last night I got really stressed out about the impending holidays, mostly connected to my grandmother's recently exacerbated tendency to be especially emotionally manipulative and melodramatic. Of course none of it will be as bad as my worst imaginings, especially since my mom and I are going to the Dickens Fair together.
Lots of thunder and lightning and hail in Seattle. Exciting.
I bought the ingredients this afternoon to make Guinness Gingerbread Cake for a second dessert on Thursday. My family and some beloved hangers on are going to be eating Thanksgiving dinner at my apartment on Thursday, which should be, at the very least, exciting. My mom and I will do the cooking and I promise not to stab my grandmother, no matter how many passive aggressive things she says about my silverware drawer. Cody and I shampooed our carpets this weekend in honor of the occasion. The carpets look great, and I finished hanging a bunch of pictures. As soon as I get my digital camera fixed / replaced I'll post lots of pictures of me in my gingham apron in my adorable apartment. It just feels like this is really the first time I've been able to decorate however I want, and I'm really pleased with the results. I went far too long without a place like that.
I had nice coffee with Elisa yesterday, and she inspired me to do something bad and buy shoes on the internet. Like I need another pair of cute ballet flats.
I applied for another job this morning. I have a feeling my cover letters are getting better, though I have no substantial evidence to base this on.
Lots of thunder and lightning and hail in Seattle. Exciting.
I bought the ingredients this afternoon to make Guinness Gingerbread Cake for a second dessert on Thursday. My family and some beloved hangers on are going to be eating Thanksgiving dinner at my apartment on Thursday, which should be, at the very least, exciting. My mom and I will do the cooking and I promise not to stab my grandmother, no matter how many passive aggressive things she says about my silverware drawer. Cody and I shampooed our carpets this weekend in honor of the occasion. The carpets look great, and I finished hanging a bunch of pictures. As soon as I get my digital camera fixed / replaced I'll post lots of pictures of me in my gingham apron in my adorable apartment. It just feels like this is really the first time I've been able to decorate however I want, and I'm really pleased with the results. I went far too long without a place like that.
I had nice coffee with Elisa yesterday, and she inspired me to do something bad and buy shoes on the internet. Like I need another pair of cute ballet flats.
I applied for another job this morning. I have a feeling my cover letters are getting better, though I have no substantial evidence to base this on.