Yeah--do the first thing, but with cheesecake. Cheesecake makes so many things better.
There's a Bamber workout? Some of the guys at krav are obsessed with the 300 workout, but they haven't gotten their hands on the right tyres.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah--do the first thing, but with cheesecake. Cheesecake makes so many things better.
There's a Bamber workout? Some of the guys at krav are obsessed with the 300 workout, but they haven't gotten their hands on the right tyres.
Hm. I should make sure my parents weren't shopping at Ward Parkway this afternoon. [link]
Well, that was incredibly frustrating. I am not at lisah's show. Why? I couldn't find the place. Why? I wrote down the wrong address. I'm feeling really stupid and irritated right now.
Ugh, that is aggravating. I'm starting to get slightly aggravated because my house-hunting friends said they'd call "around 5 or 6" when they were on their way up this way, but I haven't heard yet. I guess I'll call....
The ridiculous part is I probably drove right past it, but because of the way I fucked up the address, I wasn't looking on that side of the road. Should I have stopped and asked? Sure, but at that point I was so cranky, I was liable to bite someone who didn't have the right answer. So I save them from myself.
At least I did find a new lampshade at the craft store.
I am super lame. Did finally get in touch with friends, eventually bailed on them, because I am that lazy. It just seems like, heading out at 8 on a Sunday isn't the good way to start what seems like it's going to be a long week.
Holy shit, aurelia! I shop at that mall all the time. Hell, I used to work there.
That's crazy. I hope no one I know was there.
I have no more Polgara in my living room, which is sad making.
Also sad making is the fact that I want to take a nap, but the wind here is strong enough to qualify as howling, which is freaking out the cats, and they won't let me sleep.
Jessica, if I die from it I expect you avenge me by force-feeding Bamber cheesecake until his LDL hits 300 the next time you meet.
Matt, I will totally comply with this, since Jessica seems to have her own agenda (I wonder if she has her own lobby, too).