Lisa pwns Washington DC, bitches.
Back from Washington and not having to rely on my shitty cell-phone for e-mail! I do a dance of yay!
( If it's taller than it's wide, or it's shorter than it's wide and you turn it on its side, it's.... )
( If it's taller than it's wide, or it's shorter than it's wide and you turn it on its side, it's.... )
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God, your mom would drive me batshit. Batshit, I say.
I hate mayonnaise. With a passion.
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She did that about everything there, from the food not being warm enough to losing a dollar to the metro ticket machine. Things go downhill the instant she utters "I don't like confrontation, but...". I think she might have made me crazy.
I like mayonaisse, but the smell there was so overpowering I could taste it (and if I can pick up on a scent with my anosmia, you KNOW it's strong). I'd hate to imagine what actually smelling it would be like, rather than just tasting it.
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