Two pairs of scrunch socks, in pink and green -- one foot with the pink and then the green, the other foot with the green and then the pink.

Dude. DUDE. I need to do this with black and pink.

What? Admit it, contrasting black and pink scrunch socks would look great with cupcake goth Victorian clothes.

wanders off to sock-dreams.com to buy socks

I love the eggs with toys inside.

Kindereggs! Love.

Waitaminute, Aimée. Aren't you, like, ALLERGIC to chocolate?

kicks sand

Yes.

But it's just so YUMMMMYY!!

Plus - helps to have it in the system in case the Dementors come round.

Hey there folks. I'm bored at the LA convention center.

If only Cass had a dementor excuse for her guacamole.

I have the delicious excuse. And that's good enough for me.

Oh, and it make my lips look all collagened. Like free Angelina Jolie lips for a while.

Since the subject of online dating has come up, I thought I'd give a #5 update.

When I spontaneously decided to go to the Interpol concert before my surgery, I left her a voicemail asking if she was interested. I received a text that she had a bridal shower to go to. There was textspeak. It was hard to deal.

I let her know via Facebook that I was going to be having surgery and thus mostly offline, and she wished me well.

Two weeks later, back at home, I called her, and we had a nice conversation. She apologized for not calling before; she'd been really busy at work (she was working on Saturday). She said she'd call me later that weekend.

She did not.

We played phone tag the rest of the week, a couple voicemails back and forth.

Saturday, she called on the way to a Diwali party, and I suggested that since I had ended up in Belmont, we could meet up the next day in Foster City, where she was working these past few weeks. She was going to be working on Sunday, so scheduling a dinner would force her to stay longer anyway. She said she'd call me the next day to figure out where to eat.

The next day, I got a text saying she couldn't make dinner because she had a family dinner. She would talk 2 me later.

I know she's not doing all this on purpose, but it's getting slightly irritating. Right now, I figure I've done all I can, and if we're going to find a way to actually meet for a second time, she has to call me first.

Plus - helps to have it in the system in case the Dementors come round.

Young lady, I expect you to be able to cast a Patronus charm.

I'm still practising. New wand, and all.

(Heh. You just *know* my patronus is a camel.)

Or a beagle.