Myspace will stop giving me gay personals ads. Although it is amusing that I'm underage for all of them.
Shepard's pie is the single greatest food ever created, bar none. And Trader Joe's has a fantastic vegetarian version of it.
Assembling my new computer chair reminded me of the story of the dutch boy with his finger in the dike. Except I had to clutch two parts of it together with every ounce of my handstrength while Trying to get them into just the right position, screwing in the screws, and screaming myself hoarse trying to get my dad to hear me, because if I let go it would fall apart and probably break. and if I moved a centimeter the wrong way, I had to start over.
I finally have blank CDs again, so if anyone wants anything burned (albums, TV shows, movies, whatever) let me know.
Tonight, a pie shall be mde.
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Actually, that works. I don't get dating site offers because my profile officially says "married", although I am most certainly not. At least not last time I checked.
It's so hard to keep track of marriage these days. I say to hell with it, bring on the assignations!
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