tjaden

oh, yes, i'd hate for you to have to change this poignant and timely piece of wordsmithery......lol

okay, i'm going now. shower, attorney's office, slurpee. i've got a full day ahead of me!

...totally...

I'm fucking tired, too.

...reading someone else's words and realizing that they could just as easily have been your own....

chat? just for a bit?

i used to buy that issue of comm. arts all the time. lately i've been buying graphic design mags to get familiar with the "scene" again.

bummer about the flat.

why is it kryptonite? i thought you liked it?

i found it just now--on the old journal--i'll go read it now....

wow, what a great story--did you just sit there and write that now, or did you have it already written somewhere?

i like it a lot. thank you!

now......to drift off into slumberland.....dreaming of wheat, and the sound of the ocean, and memories...........

'night, tj

It looks like it's possible to have root beer and pie at the same time -- Root Beer Pie

12 ounces Root beer -- chilled
1 cup Light corn syrup
1/4 cup Dark brown sugar
2 Tablespoons Butter
3 Eggs
1 cup Chopped pecans
1 Egg white -- beaten
1 Prepared pie crust
Pecans halves -- for garnish

Preheat oven to 375F degrees. Pour root beer into a sauce pan and heat over a medium flame. Reduce liquid until it is a syrup-like consistency. Let cool slightly. Melt the butter in a separate pan.

Combine the reduced root beer with corn syrup, brown sugar, melted butter, flour and chopped pecans and mix with a wire whisk until thoroughly blended. In a separate bowl, lightly beat the eggs and stir well into a syrup mixture.

Prick the pie crust with a fork and then brush lightly with egg white. Pour the filling in to the shell, garnish with pecan halves and bake in the center of the oven for approximately 40 minutes. When a knife stuck in the center comes out clean, the pie is done. Cool before serving.

hmm...let me know how that pie turns out......

i woke up this morning after only 4.5 hours of sleep because i heard something that sounded like metal falling somewhere in my condo. i got up and looked around, but never found what it was. freaky. then i couldn't fall back asleep. ugh.

hmmmmm, i think i'll add that little story to my boring journal.

ann arbor is a cool town. it's home to the university of michigan. it has a fairly diverse population, and a pretty even split between yuppie-types, and tree-huggin' types.

tons of coffee shops, lots of "bohemian" kinds of stores--the college students keep that scene going strong, art galleries, lots of bookstores, great restaurants, lots of good but small music venues. it's a very manageable-sized city. i like it a lot, and i also went to college here way back when. i think i'll be moving to a bigger city in a year or so, though, once i get my life stabilized.

that pad thai pic was up since this morning......i hate how it doesn't show up right away for everyone....

i don't know yet.....i'm told that the san francisco area has the exact climate i want. maybe chicago again. we'll see what i'm in the mood for when the time comes.

i don't have instant messenger--wait, i have yahoo, but i've never used it--wait, i used it once a long time ago. i've done the sg chat thing--wait, you were there that time, the second time i'd used it. wait--

oh, nothing, i just wanted to say wait again.

i think i'd like to see what a 6'2" guy looks like when he gets all "jibbery" about something! hahaha
ya wanna chat, then?

you're right... oreos are totally worth dying for

my favorite grocery store pick up line:
"they say this goes good in stirfry. personally, i like to stick it up my ass. wanna do it for me?"
i've licked the couch from time to time, and it's not so bad.

Re: tell me about your parents

My mom is an independent paranoid neurotic creative intelligent virgo with a short fuse. My dad is a chain-smoking hard-drinking harley-riding tattooed goateed equally intelligent fiercely sarcastic scorpio.

The stepparents don't get an honorable mention. They are tolerable at best...... and bland. Very bland.

My mom's been married north of eight times and my dad's an ex-con. Seriously.
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re: Nah, fuck it. Best to act like we don't give a shit. Let 'em have their fun. I started a thread in good fun about having a Boys Only group, and shit, first page some girl says I must have a tiny penis. Fuck that.

it's good to have goals....

my parents are really cool. i like them. they like me too.

"severely freaking out (and harvesting more corn by the second)"
this is my favorite line from your story--hilarious story!

make sure you clear the history, unless you don't care.....but something tells me that it wouldn't be good to have cassaroni finding out about it.

g'night!