Well, fuck. I just found out there was a carjacking a couple blocks north on Monday night between 8 and 9. Victim wasn't harmed, just lost her keys and phone and CAR.

Some of my friends are freaking out. Me? I'm PISSED OFF. Do Not Bring That Shit Here.

Sent off an email to the Citizens on Patrol coordinator. Damn betcha.

Whoa, lightning storm!

Thanks to Natter, I have cleaned out my fridge. There was some scary stuff. I then made a stir fry with almost all of my CSA veggies.

I know I've mentioned my old upstairs neighbors with their two kids and how I heard them all. the. time. Elephant feet and high pitched screams. Our new neighbors have 2 older kids and a dog. I rarely hear anything from upstairs.

Okay, Jesse, seriously, that last goodstuff pic totally looked like badstuff to me. You need me,

God, I can't believe I'm thirsty again. Luckily there is water and juice concentrate in my fridge. This I know. FRESH.

The caption said it was good!! But yes, feel free to send in all kinds of things.

I have had a good thing shortage of late. I apologise for the back seat tumblring. Let me find you some cute T-Hard.

That's what we need, a good hot guy Tumblr with some kind of new twist.

That's what I need, anyway.

This is my favorite hot guy tumbler: [link]

Ugh, scary, sara! I think pissed off is the right response.

It is crazy stormy here now. I'm hoping, really pointlessly probably, that the humidity will let up some when the storm blows out of here? I'm also feeling terrible for my co-worker who has a crazy, evidently UNFIXABLE hole in her basement through which a ton of water poured during our last big storm. Basically her foundation is totally fucked.

That is a lovely tumblr, Sail. I did not know Karl Urban had been on Zena. With wings.

I think I used up all my brain. I have been fighting with LJ trying to log in. It kept saying my password was bad. I kept reentering to the point I got locked out for a bit. Then I kept trying only to finally realize I had misentered my username. Dur.