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Um, yes, the cookies. I have started to go holiday-mad. Do not be alarmed.

Also, this amused me, especially the last line:

On the twelfth day of Christmas, ( Read more... )

( My incredibly incendiary, bitchy, and wanky thoughts regarding the current warnings discussions and debates. Cut so you will have a chance to not read it and defriend me anyway based on the fact that you prefer Mr. Pibb to Dr. Pepper. Clearly I think I'm better than you all because my choice of soda has a PhD in flavor-ology. )

I just woke up, and that is why my subject line is ridiculously ridiculous.

Also I no know how to eloquate-ness good right now. A combination of Ben Browder and Misha Collins this weekend has rendered me unable to speak in any kind of human-English language. I literally have been speaking in keymashes. Ask my roommate, rubyfruit_eggcream or ( Read more... )