Lots of ~ma.

I almost finished Passover shopping. I still need some potato starch, which Wegman's didn't have, so I might ask my mom to bring me some. I've been looking through a Jewish vegetarian cookbook, which has recipes from Jewish communities around the world, for ideas for stuff to cook. I've concluded from this cookbook that Jews really like eggplant and artichokes -- I think there are more recipes for those than for any other vegetable, and by a pretty big margin. Runner-up vegetables are beets and potatoes.

I cannot believe I am thinking of buying another t-shirt. I don't need more t-shirts! But oooh, Lydia!

I'm pretty sure the Universe as we know it, and more importantly MY LIFE will end if I do not buy this t-shirt: [link]

And this one: [link]

And this: [link]

And this (or possibly a small army of them): [link]

Also probably these: [link]

Much ~ma to both of your fathers.

Omnis- the hospital your dad is at is a really really good one. It's the major hospital for the area and a lot of people travel to get treatment there so they are set up for that kind of thing.

Hmmm, we need a new shower curtain. Perhaps an Aperture Labs shower curtain is in order. (Now you're showering with portals.)

My mother laughed at me when I asked her to bring some potato starch to Boston so that I can take it back to Pennsylvania with me.

Echoing the ~ma for o-a and JZ dads

Health~ma to your dad, Omnis. I understand prostate cancer tends to be one of the slower moving ones.

I'm getting drunk with amyth right now. Gawd, I live living in The Compound.

I am greatly relieved, finally remembering that pancreatic cancer is the nasty one over prostate cancer.

Dear Dude Who Comes Over Every Tuesday To Hang With Joe:
I know - I KNOW - that Dance Moms is a horrible show. However, it is guilty pleasure tv and something I have on in the background while I do homework or whatever because I don't have to pay attention to it. Your smartass, holier-than-thou, denigrating comments on my choice of tv is not appreciated. Every time you see I have it on. Furthermore, I don't appreciate the suggestion that if I go outside, I should walk around the block.

I love you, dude. I really do. But you are starting to piss me off. Knock it off.

Love and sparkles -
Aims

Yeah, Connie, that was exactly the mistake that flipped my shit out big-time when our dad first told us. Just a handful of letters apart, but a huge difference.