tonsillitis is okay with me when it means these things:
1. watching Arrested Development aaaaaaallllllll afternoon
2. DrStinkypants making my favorite kind of soup for me
3. not having to write a paper, AND getting a magical two-week extension on said paper because of a technicality
4. not actually being all that sick? but faking it sooo goooood
5. having three, count them THREE, job interviews in the forecast, and a decent shot at any one of them. they all pay pretty well and would be highly appropriate vehicles for me to exhibit my mad getting-shit-upon-in-a-government-job SKILLZ
6. and finally.. it's almost spring break, so I have very little to do for the rest of this week and then I don't have to go to school for a long time.
our refrigerator is very unfriendly to children. in addition to its being consistently stocked with beer and expired yogurt, it displays two newspaper clippings that would make my parents cry: a headline that goes, "Baby used in beating" and a Red Meat comic strip whose punchline is "maybe I should loosen the ropes a little." in reference to a child.
I really dislike children. I mean really dislike children. except with Stubb's "smokey mesquite" barbecue sauce, HOOO YEAH.
if I were an SG I would have a set called Wisconsin Death Trip and there would be a lot of dead babies and broken windows. has anyone else seen that movie/read that book?
fucking glorious, 'tis, for when Stinky and I first met and frolicked, we spent our first night together in the very town in which the atrocities of Wisconsin Death Trip took place. Black River Falls, Wisconsin. there was a giant orange moose outside our hotel. it was the best of all possible situations.
which reminds me, I so want to go on a road trip. of course, both of us are encountering flagging health situations and impending busy-ness (not to mention CONSTANT POVERTY) so we will see if anything beyond a trip to the casino actually happens over spring break. I've still never been to Canada. cough cough.
oh yeah, and four days left 'til you won't see me again for an indeterminate length of time. probably not that long. but CAN YOU HANDLE IT? yes. you can.
1. watching Arrested Development aaaaaaallllllll afternoon
2. DrStinkypants making my favorite kind of soup for me
3. not having to write a paper, AND getting a magical two-week extension on said paper because of a technicality
4. not actually being all that sick? but faking it sooo goooood
5. having three, count them THREE, job interviews in the forecast, and a decent shot at any one of them. they all pay pretty well and would be highly appropriate vehicles for me to exhibit my mad getting-shit-upon-in-a-government-job SKILLZ
6. and finally.. it's almost spring break, so I have very little to do for the rest of this week and then I don't have to go to school for a long time.
our refrigerator is very unfriendly to children. in addition to its being consistently stocked with beer and expired yogurt, it displays two newspaper clippings that would make my parents cry: a headline that goes, "Baby used in beating" and a Red Meat comic strip whose punchline is "maybe I should loosen the ropes a little." in reference to a child.
I really dislike children. I mean really dislike children. except with Stubb's "smokey mesquite" barbecue sauce, HOOO YEAH.
if I were an SG I would have a set called Wisconsin Death Trip and there would be a lot of dead babies and broken windows. has anyone else seen that movie/read that book?
fucking glorious, 'tis, for when Stinky and I first met and frolicked, we spent our first night together in the very town in which the atrocities of Wisconsin Death Trip took place. Black River Falls, Wisconsin. there was a giant orange moose outside our hotel. it was the best of all possible situations.
which reminds me, I so want to go on a road trip. of course, both of us are encountering flagging health situations and impending busy-ness (not to mention CONSTANT POVERTY) so we will see if anything beyond a trip to the casino actually happens over spring break. I've still never been to Canada. cough cough.
oh yeah, and four days left 'til you won't see me again for an indeterminate length of time. probably not that long. but CAN YOU HANDLE IT? yes. you can.
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Well here's hoping your spring break is a remarkable one. one which you will remark upon often. Perhaps a jaunt to the Spam museum? It'd be interesting in the least. ...maaaybe.
I've never had or seen a big bowl of only bacon and white rice, but it sounds like all sorts of deliciousness. Bacon, although plentiful in various dishes at restaurants, is rather difficult to find in grocery stores for home cookage. And the bacon that is available in grocery stores is subpar. I've had to settle for bacon cooked inside bread-like baked goods at a bakery. If you spit in any any direction you'll either hit a bakery or a McDonald's here.
Well, kiddo, have yourself a good'un.
I renewed. For a month