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OK, let's see. My roommate had invested some money in her ex-boyfriend's restaurant, and now he's selling it. And it seems that he's paying back her investment in food. We have about 100 bottles of wine and a floor freezer full of seafood. Huzzah!

In other news, I'm eating and sleeping terribly, and my feet are always wet. Work is OK, but when I face disappointment (which is inherent in the job), i feel like going HULK SMASH on everything. Finally have a coworker to be silly with at lunch, which makes the days an order of magnitude more fun.

WoW is excellent, despite the touch of drama that I may have caused by starting a regular raiding group. Stupid, stupid lockouts. Why cant we all just get along?

And I am my own best valentine. I'm about halfway through this pile of chocolate, with no signs of stopping.

Very near six months of singledom now. Equally near to the finale of Project Runway. Go, Danny V, go.

I'm tempted to buy clothes instead of doing laundry.

Why is my Comas CD always the one that I lose? It's not like I'm taking my CDs anywhere. Where could it have gone...