no shame, none
I spent this evening pouring my miscellaneous grains into various jam jars and labelling them (orzo; bulghur; red split lentils; arborio rice; pot barley; ~~*MYSTERY~* GRAIN???) in case I have houseguests that look into my cupboards so as to judge my OCD-capable self. Soon I will have ditched all of the cleaning chemicals and neurotoxin-loaded hygiene products from my house that the hippies recommended I bring to the toxic chemical dump site, and then I will take pictures of my various replacement concoctions. They have clever names, considering that they're mostly all castile soap and vinegar. I MADE MY OWN TOOTHPASTE, YOU GUYS. Anyway!
The best thing ever happened to me today (except for that one time when softlyforgotten wrote me the best rec ever and single-handedly tripled my traffic flow/comment count with her extreme social capital): I got my very own fandom secret! (It's number 109, not that you couldn't tell anyway). I'm so happy that whoever it was chose to showcase nice pictures of Shia looking all secretarial and concerned and well-dressed, and not like he's been looking lately according to my lackluster media-monitoring of the entire LaBeouf situation:
Idk, is it lame of me to be super excited about F!S? Because it makes me crazy happy. The summer of 2008 was a good year for weird-ass pairings that strangers actually wanted to read. Still, I'm really excited for Wall Street 2: I'm banging ur dotter and consumin materialz to come out so I can watch Shia and that Mulligan girl be adorable together and make hard life choices about whether to go with the bamboo coffee filters or the reusable ones that come with the machine. ITS TUFF OK!
The best thing ever happened to me today (except for that one time when softlyforgotten wrote me the best rec ever and single-handedly tripled my traffic flow/comment count with her extreme social capital): I got my very own fandom secret! (It's number 109, not that you couldn't tell anyway). I'm so happy that whoever it was chose to showcase nice pictures of Shia looking all secretarial and concerned and well-dressed, and not like he's been looking lately according to my lackluster media-monitoring of the entire LaBeouf situation:
Idk, is it lame of me to be super excited about F!S? Because it makes me crazy happy. The summer of 2008 was a good year for weird-ass pairings that strangers actually wanted to read. Still, I'm really excited for Wall Street 2: I'm banging ur dotter and consumin materialz to come out so I can watch Shia and that Mulligan girl be adorable together and make hard life choices about whether to go with the bamboo coffee filters or the reusable ones that come with the machine. ITS TUFF OK!