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sorcyressSome notes about some things:
It's very difficult to match the colour of your ramen package to the colour of your drink. With enough Jones soda, however, I am certain it can be done!
(This of course, leads one to have to go to the grocery store where they will gather large amounts of Jones soda and large amounts of ramen packages and begin colourcomparing.
And, fine, some moxie soda too, just to see if it really does match the chicken package. Even if the moxie itself is brown. And vile.
Which, of course leads to me going "hmm, I wonder if Moxie is really as bad as I'm remembering it, as it's been ten months or so...I should try it aga...Kat! What the hell is wrong with you?"
I'm clearly too much of a scientist or something. "I wonder if that happens every time and all".
Gorsh, this is a long parenthensees)
***
Similarly, ramen is delicious raw. Once you cook it, the noodles get all soggy and noodly and really, I only like noodles if they're covered in marinara sauce or, on ocassion, some sort of other delicious pasta sauce. Dry ramen, however, sprinkled lightly with it's flavour packet, is a delicacy.
...A poor, starving, college student delicacy.
***
Alex doesn't know what else I have to say. Neither do I.
***
Oh! Oh oh, something about Twitter. Right! I am finding it unduly amusing that I keep getting into this elaborate conversations with people on twitter. I'm sure that people who watch me who aren't watching Kat or Magus and Keira are all going "WTF, mates" right about now.
(Speaking of whom, I get to see Keira on Monday! *poings* Bigsister, bigsister, bigsister!! I shall have to bring her bread or something.
bring her bread, or something?
Well, yes. Or something.
Do you ever have logical explanations to your actions?
I'm a firm believer in the idea that logic is something that happens to other people. And in acting on impulse. If I arbitrarily decide to bring Keira bread, I will arbitrarily bring her bread!
You're going to forget about this arbitrary decision in less than an hour.
Certainly! Yay for more long parenthensees!)
***
Oh, bytheway, also on the subject of twitter, who is KiloYankeeJelly? Is it Ky? It sounds like a Ky sort of name. Of course, I may be utterly insane.
***
I keep randomly wanting to throw the hem of my skirt over whichever cat is handy. This tends to happen whenever I'm wearing a long skirt and in a room with a kitty. I don't know why.
***
Comic news of the day: In the FOOBiverse, Elizabeth and Anthony have gotten engaged! WOO-HOO!
...This was actually enough to make me shout "WHAT?!" and put the paper down, without even reading the rest of the comics. GYUAH SO HEAVY HANDED WHAT IS WITH THIS!?!
I need to go look at the Comics Curmudgeon like...right now. *runs off*
Uhm. Yeah. >.>
***
Okay, that's all. Take care of yourselves, kids!
~Sor
MOOP!
It's very difficult to match the colour of your ramen package to the colour of your drink. With enough Jones soda, however, I am certain it can be done!
(This of course, leads one to have to go to the grocery store where they will gather large amounts of Jones soda and large amounts of ramen packages and begin colourcomparing.
And, fine, some moxie soda too, just to see if it really does match the chicken package. Even if the moxie itself is brown. And vile.
Which, of course leads to me going "hmm, I wonder if Moxie is really as bad as I'm remembering it, as it's been ten months or so...I should try it aga...Kat! What the hell is wrong with you?"
I'm clearly too much of a scientist or something. "I wonder if that happens every time and all".
Gorsh, this is a long parenthensees)
***
Similarly, ramen is delicious raw. Once you cook it, the noodles get all soggy and noodly and really, I only like noodles if they're covered in marinara sauce or, on ocassion, some sort of other delicious pasta sauce. Dry ramen, however, sprinkled lightly with it's flavour packet, is a delicacy.
...A poor, starving, college student delicacy.
***
Alex doesn't know what else I have to say. Neither do I.
***
Oh! Oh oh, something about Twitter. Right! I am finding it unduly amusing that I keep getting into this elaborate conversations with people on twitter. I'm sure that people who watch me who aren't watching Kat or Magus and Keira are all going "WTF, mates" right about now.
(Speaking of whom, I get to see Keira on Monday! *poings* Bigsister, bigsister, bigsister!! I shall have to bring her bread or something.
bring her bread, or something?
Well, yes. Or something.
Do you ever have logical explanations to your actions?
I'm a firm believer in the idea that logic is something that happens to other people. And in acting on impulse. If I arbitrarily decide to bring Keira bread, I will arbitrarily bring her bread!
You're going to forget about this arbitrary decision in less than an hour.
Certainly! Yay for more long parenthensees!)
***
Oh, bytheway, also on the subject of twitter, who is KiloYankeeJelly? Is it Ky? It sounds like a Ky sort of name. Of course, I may be utterly insane.
***
I keep randomly wanting to throw the hem of my skirt over whichever cat is handy. This tends to happen whenever I'm wearing a long skirt and in a room with a kitty. I don't know why.
***
Comic news of the day: In the FOOBiverse, Elizabeth and Anthony have gotten engaged! WOO-HOO!
...This was actually enough to make me shout "WHAT?!" and put the paper down, without even reading the rest of the comics. GYUAH SO HEAVY HANDED WHAT IS WITH THIS!?!
I need to go look at the Comics Curmudgeon like...right now. *runs off*
Uhm. Yeah. >.>
***
Okay, that's all. Take care of yourselves, kids!
~Sor
MOOP!
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on 2008-03-13 07:48 pm (UTC)Also, I haven't sent you an old, ad-free version of Twitteriffic yet.
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on 2008-03-14 05:01 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2008-03-15 08:32 pm (UTC)Whenever i'm wearing a tank sundress in the heat of the summer, i frequently feel obliged to pick up the ends & drop them over Pip, which confuses him terribly. Which is half the fun, of course.