Oh, fuck, smonster. I'm sorry you weren't able to leave on your own terms, like you were in the early stages of considering.

Ooh we ate GF brown rice pancake mix (came with the cabin!) for breakfast yesterday and it was so good!

The what now? Please elaborate.

Apparently the shop that is now a Haagen Dazs and (excellent) pastry shop, used to be a drugstore run by a Lithuanian who was recruited by the KGB and was a safe haven for Russian conspirators trying to kill him for Stalin. Trotsky was in Mexico City at the time, and they wanted to have an escape route post-assassination, and this drugstore in Santa Fe was it.

It has a hidden secret exit, which opens to a completely different street, and it's completely screened from view and opens up into a courtyard. So the KGB operatives could stroll in and out without ever being seen, or could go in one way and out the other.

It's pretty awesome. The guy at the counter said he'd show us the door, but it was busy when we went in, so we might need to go back.

Man, I wish my network was working properly, so I could see that photoset on first load! Thanks Polgara--that's a sort of perfect storm of things I'm in love with.

Thanks, y'all. As Bitches know, I am neither entirely surprised or completely devastated.

Liese, I love so much that you brought your knives in your knitting kit.

Ah, smonster. May better things come your way soon.

I had such complex thoughts about all the bc hullabaloo that I swam the same lap 4 times. And then realized it and started counting again and complexity, poof! But I know exactly which 4 because those are the 4 sub-55s right when I usually hit my slowest times.

Sorted magazines for recycling and found an important contract I need to call about (roof recoat to preserve warranty.)

Envying Liese's Santa Fe time. Yes, I saw the green chile cheesebread post! And now green chile cheeseburgers, wah!

Pumpkin's collar is off again. And she discovered a packing peanut stash. I'm going to be finding them FOREVER.

Ack, smonster! Teh suck. Good luck with your next thing.

Oh, smonster, I am sorry.

And she discovered a packing peanut stash. I'm going to be finding them FOREVER.

Forever and they'll still be popping up.

The art school forgot to call me back and tell me they'd scheduled a portfolio review for tomorrow evening, so I can now proceed to freak out about defining "portfolio". I have plenty of pictures of boy-kissing that demonstrate whatever level of figure drawing I'm capable of, but I'm not sure that's first meeting stuff.

Good god, my network sucks. I'm about to stop shopping around and just go to Best Buy and buy fucking whatever, but I'll rue that sorely.

I have plenty of pictures of boy-kissing that demonstrate whatever level of figure drawing I'm capable of, but I'm not sure that's first meeting stuff.

You have a few kid pictures, though.

What the HELL. Santorum is ahead of Romney in Ohio by 2%.

WHAT THE HELL.

Oh sweet Jesus, I really want Santorum to get the nomination. Obama won't even have to show up to the debates.