My cookies came out fabulously! I was planning on keeping half and mailing half to my boyfriend (he likes cookies) but then almost all of them fit in the tin for mailing... so clearly I'll have to make another batch soon for us to keep.

Hah--whereas I have a date this evening to go to the movies, and when we were texting to pick a movie, I said "not Exodus", and she was like "oh, good, because if you had said you wanted to see that, I would have suddenly been "sick" tonight..."

(ETA: We are seeing "Wild", as she's already seen the Stephen Hawking movie and Big Hero 6)

Random thoughts after skimming the news.

1. #illridewithyou got me choked up. 2. Amal Clooney is the most fascinating person in 2014? Really?

Everything is annoying me. I just wanna go home and watch tv.

Timelies all!

At one point during his concert at Chessiecon Tom Smith was talking about Schoolhouse Rock, and got most of the audience to sing "We the People". It was wonderful.

And TOTALLY unrelated...who needs this t-shirt?

Me! Me! Goodness, gracious, me!

Kefir smoothie.

This seems like something potentially useful to somebody around here: [link]

My anxiety dream last night was an Instacart one, where I was attempting to follow shrift around the store to see how she did it, only to keep losing her.

I did finally get an Instacart mission which immediately went pear-shaped on me. Bananas that were completely green, packages that said they were what the customer requested but did not scan as such, bizarre connectivity problems inside the store that had the simple checklist app crashing repeatedly, then my PHONE wouldnt connect (and would barely text) inside the store which meant I had to leave the groceries and go outside, where it too me twenty minutes to get through because the number of the customer in the app was completely wrong (or somehow mixed up) so that I was calling a guy in CA.

I am never ever going back to that supermarket. If they want to send me to a Star, I'll go to the one in Porter Square where I know where everything is, the parking isn't crazy, and my phone works.

To top it off, I didn't get tipped for that delivery, either. People, this artisanal hand-delivered groceries, so pony up.

I'll give Instacart two more shifts to try, but I think I only made $15 for three+ hours of anxiety and frustration. I may be tired when I come off an Uber run, but at least I'm not emotionally frazzled and I'm feeling that I've made enough money to bother.

oh, WOW

I've seen those pictures before, Toddson. I want to think it's cool and romantic, but it's a horror movie set to me. I think it's the emptiness.

Though it would be a terrific episode of Supernatural.