Nifty. I suppose the Disney angle precludes showing details online, huh.
It's all stuff I can show. I just need to run around with the camera and snap photos. I need to clean the kitchen from the party but once I do that I may take some more pictures later this evening.
I really need to stop checking my email to see if my exam results were reported yet. If I don't have them by now, I'm not going to have them today. And yet? I keep checking, every five minutes.
I said that I wouldn't have anything unframed on my walls once I wasn't living in a dorm anymore. Right now, that means that I have nothing on my walls, because everything I own that's framed is still at my parents' house, and I haven't bought and framed anything new since I moved here.
I just got so tired of feeling like I was living in a dorm room.
Word. (Or, you know, image.)
Sumi, I think I was looking for a size G, not a teeny tiny. I keep lusting after Graydog stuff on Ebay.
Much health-ma to your friend, Jilli.
Jilli, I hope everything turns out for the best for your friends.
My hair is pretty freaking short right now. New clippers let you push past the guards (now I'm all basketball confused), so I can put on the 6mm guard, and cut somewhere between 3 and 6. I doubt my hair's been this short since I started bleaching -- which makes 7 or so years now.
I'll be half roots in about a week. How cute.
I'm sure you can hear my mind boggling from here. The Gay Bomb and other stupid ideas: [link]
The plan for a so-called "love bomb" envisaged an aphrodisiac chemical that would provoke widespread homosexual behaviour among troops, causing what the military called a "distasteful but completely non-lethal" blow to morale.
ND, when did you work for Disney? 'cuz I know a programmer who worked there in the '90s.
Also, my cat likes teriyaki beef jerkey. Is this bad?
As a regular diet I wouldn't recommend it, but I don't see the harm in a couple of pieces.