Don't check the work email from home, Sara!!!
Natter 62: The 62nd Natter
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.
Go to bed, msbelle!!!
Sara, say no to e-mail!
It's not like I had links to pink socks saved somewhere - just google shopping.
I... knew that. Joking!
Also, best message posted on my facebook by a former student....she essentially tells me that I look good, so thin. Not fat at all! bahahahaha.
And I spoke too soon about the roof. There is a leak somewhere that is dripping off the exterior wall over the sliding glass doors to the balcony. Sure, it is outside, but god knows where it is actually leaking from and draining to. And the emergency maintenance call center chick was just happy to get off the phone with few details.
Mmm, porto's.
Also, Boing Boing has a great link about extracting images directly from brains and projecting them on screens. Both creepy and a step closer to my dream of having b.org directly transcribe my ideas directly from my brain.
We had Porto's breakfast on Monday. So good.
We miss you, sara. Noah certainly is sad about your absence, but he's enjoying grandpa in Idaho. Apparently today they rode the 4 wheeler (which he loves) and he learned to say "brrrr" and shiver. He also said Pepper to me on the phone (that's grandpa's cat) and Bear (grandpa's dog).
Damn. I miss him.
Damn, y'all. I went off for like two hours and you turned into talky meats.
Mmm... Cuban sandwiches. Although I like media noches better.
The etouffée came out rather well. The rice basically disintegrated and the chicken was falling apart. The spice was at tingly, sinus clearing levels without heading into burning off the tastebuds territory.
Dessert was a warm gingerbread Pop Tart.