phone, and I’m not impressed with it. It’s nice and thin, groovy-looking, but the menus are not intuitive, and the cameraphone totally sucks. Sadly, I think I’m gonna have to give up the new hotness for something with better reception, a vibrate function, a reasonably half-decent camera, and a more sensible menu. And that I can actually hear when it is ringing. Man, obviously there is a lot wrong with this phone. It’s a shame it’s so damn sexy.
PS: if you drink tea, have you tried PG Tips? This nice black tea is so good that Allen totally pinched it from his momma’s cupboard, and we have been drinking it nonstop ever since. I hope we can find it here in town. It is delightful with milk.
December 24th, 2005
I know you are all fucking bad-ass and shit now, even though apparently I’m the only one who remembers Dead Alive, but dude, was it really necessary to make King Kong THREE AND A HALF FUCKING HOURS LONG?
I killed myself, I took my time gettin’ reborn, and they were still in the goddamn JUNGLE.
FOR FUCK’S SAKE, DUDE.
PS: CW, eat a wang.
December 22nd, 2005
I just saw that I have a reader in South Africa and two in the UK! Hey y’all! Greetings from the Capital of the Confederacy!
Don’t forget to add yourselves to my totally awesome frappr mappr! You know I get a secret glee out of this kind of shit.
I have a lot of driving to do this holiday season, in my very-generous-time-off-package. I’ll be making tamales tomorrow with my mom (pork, chicken, and bean-and-cheese), and then we’ll be going to Roanoke to see the BF’s family, then we are headed to Delawhere to see my Dad and then the BF is playing a New Year’s eve thing in Fredericksburg, so OMG SPENDING HOLIDAY IN CAR.
I send my love to all of you this day, the first day after Winter Solstice–such a day to celebrate! Longer days! Even those of you who think I don’t see you! I do! I’m like Santa, or Sinter Klaas or something! I SEE YOU WHEN YOU’RE SLEEPING! And me and Rob’s baby are totally coming to kick your ass*.
* Just kidding. But go tell Rob you want him to name his baby Skeletor. It is totally the bitchenest baby name EVAR!!!
December 22nd, 2005
I am in a lousy mood today. I wish it was sunny and 75F and headed into summer so I could ride my moped all the time.
Riding mopeds is awesome.
Christmas bums me out. But this made me laugh.
December 21st, 2005
We had a lunch potluck today and everybody loved my spinach mac, so here’s the recipe!
1 10 ounce box frozen chopped spinach, thawed
½ sweet onion, grated
Microwave or boil these together for a couple of minutes, just to meld the flavors. Use a strainer and the back of a spoon to press out excess liquid.
Boil ½ box macaroni noodles to package directions.
Make a white sauce:
Melt 2-3 tablespoons of butter
whisk in 1 tablespoon of sifted flour
1 ½ to 2 cups of milk
Fresh ground black pepper
Stir the spinach/onion into the white sauce, stir together with noodles, then stir in any kind of grated cheese (I used about ½ cup each of Parmesan, mozzarella, crumbled feta and about 1 cup Monterey jack)
Pour into a greased casserole, sprinkle grated jack on top, bake at 350 for 30-45 minutes, until bubbly and the top starts to brown.
This keeps really well, so if you want to freeze it or make it ahead of time and bake it just before an event… it was a real crowd-pleaser.
December 19th, 2005
Have any of you seen Lisa Rinna or Meg Ryan lately?
What the holy fuck have these two done to their mouths? They look kind of maybe somewhat OK closed, but fuck, that shit is distracting watching them try to talk through those fucking deformed innertube-lips. Are they completely unaware that they are both diving headfirst into creepy cat-lady
December 17th, 2005
is the only word to describe my hangover today. It is the Faberge egg of hangovers. Diamond-encrusted, hand-painted cloisonne, detailed in gold and platinum.
December 16th, 2005
I stole this shit from Will, as this is the week of Stealing Shit Off Other People.
Go visit my map and like, put yourself on there so I know where you at, yo!
PANGEA REPREZENT, MOTHERFUCKAS!!