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Golden things / we drew our names.
I don't know why, but LJ was on my brain today.
Back in the day, LJ was my jam. I kept up with my favorite shows (CSI! SGA! SPN!); wrote fic prolifically (some of it was actually good!); gabbed with all my friends across the world, and cataloged the interesting (and, frankly, wildly uninteresting) aspects of my life ( Read more... ) -
Honestly? I can't wait until next year!
Friday night I participated in a child's birthday party ( Read more... ) -
Day 1: They know I'm a newb.
Today, I went to church.
The look on my cat's face when I told him where I was headed this morning.My family last set foot in a church during the third Punic War, so it's safe to say I'm no regular. (Honest version: I played in a Baptist orchestra during high school; before that, when I was ten, my parents valiantly tried to Do The Right Thing by ( Read more... ) -
This food, I like it. ANOTHER!
The Troll brought me doughnuts today, as a surprise, just because he happened to be passing Krispy Kreme. (He also included a vanilla latte. Hello weak spot, my old friend.)
After he left, my co-worker Shorty opened the box and said, "He brought you filled doughnuts! Jesus, he must really love you!"
And I thought, By golly, I think she's right. ( Read more... ) -
We were rolling in the literal deep.
Last night, our city received 22-24 inches of rain within twenty-four hours. It looked a little something like this:
Pensacola,fla overnight pic.twitter.com/NwnaEfyY7l
- Jimmy Carter (@askjimmycarter) April 30, 2014
Let me recount the adventure ( Read more... ) -
I also use the oven to bake edible things. Occasionally.
Is it Spring break? Are you too broke to travel? Do the stereotypical Spring break shenanigans (any combination of alcohol, beaches, and gorgeous women in terrifying bikinis will work here) make you reach for a paper bag to breathe into? If so, do what I do: embark on the most frustrating, time-consuming, nit-picky craft project conceivable ( Read more... ) -
But we agreed that pleather is out of the question.
Today the Troll and I decided, off the top of our heads, to go look at furniture on our lunch hour. Do we have an apartment/house? No. Do we have the money to rent/buy our own place? No. Do we even have the funds to procure furniture? No. But we are sentimental fools, so we figured what the heck. Live a little. Check out couches.We had a quick ( Read more... ) -
We still love you, Peyton Manning.
Oh man, that Super Bowl. I neither watch nor care about football, but it still broke my cold, which-team-is-playing-again? heart. Peyton Manning, if you're reading this... stay classy and shake it off, man.
But first, a summary of the weekend leading up to Super Bowl XLVIII, Heartbreak Edition:
- Friday night, I went with the Troll to procure ( Read more... )
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I'll never take coffee stirrers for granted again!
For those of you betting on whether I could finish the Troll's Christmas present by December 25th, take note: you owe me money.
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Seriously, it's time to saw!
The Troll called this morning and said my Christmas present had arrived. About a week ago he'd asked me what I wanted; to spare him the holiday hooplah, I sent him a DIRECT LINK to a Faber-Castell gelato set. Fairly affordable, something I would definitely use, available online or locally. Could. Not. Go. Wrong ( Read more... )