Agreed on both bad calls and today's play - I generally like both teams, but les bleus just weren't playing today. Very static, not a lot of team coherence, and just generally meh. Mexico had the momentum, and outplayed them regardless of whether the onside was right or wrong.

Yes, I fear the Francophone-Spanish office rivalry was not served at all by this one--and going forward I'm not sure anyone besides Cote d'Ivoire has any hope of advancing the Francophone cause.

ETA: I had to resort to making clafoutis to make myself feel better.

That should be a lot of stuff, and yet. looking around. SO MUCH MORE!

I swear, the stuff multiplies behind your back as you pack.

my little cousin is too cute, he just sent me this song: go to this page: [link] and scroll down on the myplay list until you get to the song Ohio.

Vortex, right? my books have absolutely multiplied.

food tonight:

mostly perishable, but I made a vinegrette, finished off the last of the honey, and used up a bottle of marinade getting chicken ready for tomorrow.

This is not me at all. Not in the least. Nope. Nuh-uh.

That essay (I'm calling it an essay, all right?) and the comments made me feel a lot better about my pathetic self. Well, no, it didn't really, but I felt less freakish. "Reasonable goals", you say? Interesting idea.

There are no songs about girls named Elizabeth. sits back and waits for a list of such songs, in 3... 2... 1...

(Nicknames don't count, and I hate that song you're thinking of.)

(You were thinking of "Beth"! Admit it!)

Leave the introvert kids alone, stupid adults out there in Everyone-Should-Be-Friends-Land! You're giving me horrific flashbacks to my childhood. Happiest time of life, my heiney.

I have coloring books, but I can't find my crayons. Coloring is as close as I get to being creative these days.

I would like some lasagne. Oh, well. I would also like some spaghetti with a good hearty meat sauce. I hate marinara sauce unless it's on cheese sticks or shrimp. sits back and waits for marinara sauce discussion

Cats can't eat milk, can they? I mean, don't they always throw it up? I don't know, honestly; I've never had a cat who liked milk.

I don't hate my job, really, but right now? I Hate my JOB. I want a vacation. Six months should be long enough. Fuck it, I'm going to bed.

"Reasonable goals", you say? Interesting idea.

Granted, I'm on, like, Day Three of Having Reasonable Goals so it's an experiment in progress.

My cat loves to lick the Ben & Jerry lids, and she also loves cheesecake.

I'm taking the full day off of work tomorrow--yay! I have to call maintenance in the morning, after I do some quick cleaning before letting anyone into this place.

In class tonight, the teacher showed us RefWorks, which is a great website to help organize citations. They have a download that will put your references into place, either in parenthesis within the text of the paper or as a footnote, as well as automatically put all of your citations into a bibliography. Very cool indeed!

She gave us several minutes to play with the website, and I decided to do some early searching for my final project (putting together a pathfinder on hominids). Problem is, I discovered at least one book if not more that I really want to add to my collection of books on early man. I don't need to buy anything else from Amazon, damnit!!

my cousin, the one who sent me that song, he owns his own business. successful business. he travels, does work with ranchers, dairy farmers - he invoices post the visits and he does it BY HAND! I think he is going to pay me some to set up a better system and do it for him on the fancy computer machine.

I would like some lasagne. Oh, well. I would also like some spaghetti with a good hearty meat sauce. I hate marinara sauce unless it's on cheese sticks or shrimp. sits back and waits for marinara sauce discussion

All the lasagne talk made me want pasta with a tangy red sauce for dinner. Fortunately, I had both in the pantry. (Trader Joe's gluten-free rice pasta is really really not bad. I'm impressed.)