Wow, Hil, that's some balls, and not in the good way.

A co-worker I'm friends with on Facebook asked me what "LGBT" meant. I knew she was kinda clueless, but that surprised me.

"Man, crack a book sometime."

I am a perpetually late person. It ain't for lack of trying. And that's all I'm going to say about that, except that I (mostly) enjoy living in a place where time is more fluid. And that D is super patient with me on it.

Congrats on the new place, sumi! And yes, moving sucks. I am in the "cull while unpacking" phase, which is hard when I'm sick. I find myself putting off decisions, again. If only I could teleport my sister down here.

Jilli, glad you had a good, drama-free time.

I hope everyone is having a Happy Easter or a good weekend, depending on what you are celebrating.

I'm still feeling really tired, Will came over and we made hamburgers and watched more Duck Dynasty. I perked up a bit while he was here but I feel like I could crawl and bed and sleep for the rest of the day.

I try not to be late--but it often depends on what I"m doing beforehand (anything that is the first thing after I wake up, I'm likely to be running behind). I'm rarely more than 5 or 10 minutes late, though.

A big thing that peeves me though is people who don't back-calculate. Like, I understand that sometimes you calculate wrong, but like, if you say "Yes, let's do lunch, around noon!" and plan to also go to IKEA in the morning, you OUGHT to think "Ok, IKEA is 30 minutes away, so I'd have to leave there by 11:30. And I plan to get a couple things at IKEA, so figure an hour there, plus half an hour to get there, so leave my house by around 10..". If you do that, sure, maybe you leave your house a few late and have to rush, or maybe IKEA is a madhouse and it takes a few extra, but you're not massively late. If, on the other hand, you call me at 11:30 and say you just got to IKEA, well, I know you weren't thinking.

Did I ever mention the nonsensical heating system in my old place? (Where I still mostly am.)

Individual baseboard electric heaters, right? Because it was cheap for the landlords. Okay?

There are seven. Six of them I control from within my apartment but the seventh one can only be turned on or off from the circuit box. Due to the (relatively - given 17 years of being here) - new locked laundry room area - I have no access to the circuit box. So I don't turn the damn heater on. . . but several days ago - someboy did. I now hae ALL of the other heaters turned off and the apartment is still ridiculously warm because that heater cannot be turned off from within the apartment.

That seems less than useful, sumi, especially if you're paying the electrical bill. I hope your new place has a more sensible setup.

Have you ever made a red velvet lamb cake, Steph? Because I would so laugh.

Since apparently I've been documenting my food for quite some time -- yes, I did, in 2008: [link] (This post brought to you by the wonders of iPhoto.)

yes, I did, in 2008

Oh my gosh, that's hilarious!