I'm so much more constructive than 18th century gin-drinkers. I make couscous instead of killing people. Go me!

I have big comfy scissors. Now I have no excuse to not utterly destroy the offending petticoat...

There is a new BART ad that says "THANK YOU KNITTING, NEEDLEPOINTING, AND CROCHETING RIDERS"

It amuses me.


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I'm getting worse and worse at keeping myself in the confines of my little desk and keeping to deadlines and being a civilized and socialized little woman. Are the desks becoming more uncomfortable or am I just more fidgety? Are my classmates less amused by my Bekahish antics, or is San Francisco just not the place to Weird People Out? Am I ( Read more... )