I rated myself far exceeding expectations of two of my goals this year.
Not that it mattered.
'Shindig'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I rated myself far exceeding expectations of two of my goals this year.
Not that it mattered.
Polish box with Kat was fun, and I offloaded more than I added, which was good. Relatedly, thanks Cass!
I think there are two independent bookstores in Kansas City, but one is specifically a children's bookstore. So there's one general purpose one. Unfortunately, it's a pretty long drive to get there.
There's a kids bookstore in downtown Lee's Summit.
I think the last time I was caught up in Natter was mid-December. I'm bummed that I missed the grey vs. gray discussion. I've always thought of gray as hard and cold like gunmetal and grey as soft like a kitten, so I guess I agree with this:
Grey is alive, like fog, or silvery fur, or tree bark, or the Elven cloaks in LotR. Gray is flat, inert, like paint on a wall, or paper, or concrete.
Yay!
Matilda, watching Gandalf face down the Balrog in the Mines of Moria: Oh, I wish Hermione was in this movie!
I don't think I can get exceeds expectations unless I do something like invent the internet. Not that I'm complaining, mind, but now I understand why people would get mad at me when teachers graded on a curve.
And now I am to bed.
I was pretty much told I should put some Exceeds Expectations on my self evaluation. I'm not sure how I'm going to do that this year though.
Jesse, this needs to be on Good Things [link]
Who doesn't need a nude goddess lamp
My parents totally had that lamp. While I got the novelty of oil! coursing around a lamp! It turned out to be a really bad idea during dry dusty months. An absolute pain in the butt to clean. Plus, a weird, grindy aquarium filter noise all the time the thing was on. The cats loved to stick their paws in it and then track the oil all over the house.
Good times...bad taste.
Which was ironic, considering my stepmother used to judge others thusly, "Her taste is all in her mouth."
Oh, I wish Hermione was in this movie!
I can just imagine the eyeroll and the exasperated "Boys!"
Why is there wood in my soup? Seriously. There's wood in my soup. It's tasty soup. But...wood.
Someone gave ita's soup wood.
Having a delightfull little bout of insomnia. Oh joy. Looking forward to having health insurance again and getting some antiDs. Woot.