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i do know
i am an equato

i'm planning to get faded at a baby shower tomorrow

señora roboto

i'm sick just in time for the weekend! yay me!!

equato sounds like one of those made-up fruits where they force two fruits to have sex to one another. like ... a cantelope and ... a tangerine ... and a ... blueberry. a menage a trois de fruits.

Mel Gibson's Equato

OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU KNOW WHAT I LOVE MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD? GIVING REMEDIAL COMPUTER LESSONS TO 50 YEAR OLD WOMEN. ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY DON'T ACTUALLY WANT HELP, THEY WANT ME TO GIVE UP AND DO IT FOR THEM. GOD I LOVE THAT. I LOVE THAT SO MUCH.

HOW DO YOU BROWSE FILES? HOW DO YOU BROWSE FILES? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?

It's entirely possible that I have had too much coffee.

I'm going to be doing crosswords alone forever.

Pluots are so delicious.

I prefer doing crosswords alone, too.

But that's largely because I like the sense of pride and accomplishment, where I can be like I DID THAT ALL BY MYSELF.

Wamu's hold music sounds like the intro for "Like a Virgin"

before i moved in with jen our sunday morning ritual was doing the online crossword in the irish times, euro spellings fucked us every time.

i have an as yet unfulfilled fantasy about sunday morning in bed, including a lady, coffee, and crosswords. maybe waffles.

my left eye has been twitching uncontrollably for the last few days, wtf

Hey, what does "FTW" stand for?

for the win

jordan, don't be greedy. i'd settle for a sunday in bed with any one of those things.

is it really so much to ask?!

(i guess the lady is the key part that i've been missing)

Fuck The World

waffles in bed seems like a bad idea to me, especially if they have maple syrup on (which they must do). i can't even imagine having syrup seeping into the mattress.

Fear The Waffles

i can't even imagine having syrup seeping into the mattress.

of all the things that could seep into a mattress maple syrup is probably the most innocuous.

just don't use too much syrup, waffles are nature's syrup holders. or sometimes i make sour cream waffles and top with sour cream.

btw, i have my cold brew coffee cold brewing at home. or, i guess it brewed last night, and now the concentrate is draining. i'm a little skeptical of the microwaving part, but i look forward to not having to make coffee for at least two weeks.

OMG Jordan's sour cream waffles!!!
You should talk about them with a lady friend and maybe one thing will lead to another.

oh, i have talked up breakfast at my place already :>

I would be more than happy to act as a reference on behalf of your waffle-making skills.

Man, I totally want to make those this weekend.

Check this out. One of my sisters was supposed to buy my sister-in-law's train ticket and get reimbursed for it (they were traveling from DC together) and she FORGOT to buy the other ticket!! Now the train is full. :-(

ugh, that sounds not good, sarah! this is why i prefer to make my own travel arrangements even if it means doing it for other people as well...

Totally random - of course - but at lunch today we were talking about our benefits program, since we're in open enrollment now. Anyway, all these questions were flying, so I came out with, "Hey, does it make any sense to start a 401k even though our company doesn't match contributions?" And it was like a total freeze-frame in a bad comedy, perhaps accompanied by a record scratch, whereupon one coworker said, "Sarah!! You are foolish not to already have a 401k at your age! Please tell me you at least have an IRA going??" Oh, good times.

oh, i have talked up breakfast at my place already :>

Hard to schedule in until basketball season's over, right?

"Breakfast in Bed" by Dusty Springfield is one of the great raunchy songs ever.

The EEE reminded me of this book.

Ugh. I need to put away money for retirement. Or funeral at least.

you know how it is, she's got games, finals, ACTs, driver's license test, etc.

plus i'll bet her babysitter watches her like a hawk, amirite?

who babysits the babysitters?

you do, uncle badtouch.

Overheard in New York:

Dad: What are you going to do if a boy tries to kiss you?
Little girl: Bop him on the head.
Dad: That's right -- bop him on the head with a stick.

--1 train

all the kids are "bopping" these days

there's no stopping
the cretins from bopping

there's a film trailer that's on the "kicking and screaming" VHS that i've seen a million times, and this conversation is making me thing of part of it. "she's 16, she's got no pores!" "she's got no drivers license."

you had to be there, obv.

hmm, i would like to go home now to make the focaccia for tonight.

Yay! Oh, by the way, c, my mom found a used dutch oven for me for xmas! I haven't tried making the bread yet though.

cool, it's actually evolving all over the place. cooks illustrated suggests replacing about 1/3 of the water with beer (light lager, to be exact) and add a teaspoon of vinegar as well. this gives it a more flavorful taste...i think it helps, but we're probably just going to make a starter and use that.

all my friends are boppin' the blues, it must be goin' round
http://www.artistdirect.com/Images/Sources/AMGPORTRAITS/music/portrait200/drp000/p064/p06453wi6b1.jpg

don't fear the perkins

Hey, I just found that my big Hollywood movie appearance from 1995 is online. I'm wearing glasses and am not attractively outfitted, at 0:04.

haha, are you walking by from the left? awesome.