After work, I need to go to a thrift store to buy someone's old prom dress so I can mutilate it and get fake blood and makeup all over it. (Because I don't hate any of my current dresses enough to do that to them...)
There may or may not be pictures later. Depends on who has the camera.
Arizona, Arkansas, Florida, and probably California. I'm disappointed in you, too.
The rest of you go vote, too, if you haven't already. Especially if you're in a state that has election-day registration. (Minnesota people, I'm looking at you. I also happen to know that your employers are required by law to give you time off without penalty this morning to vote. I don't know about you out-of-state people, though. I would imagine other states have similar laws.) Seriously. If *I* can manage to get over my social anxiety to get to my polling place, anyone can.
I also have a similar story involving Robyne Robinson, Martin Luther King Day, and telling many, many young children that they're racist. But, again. Popcorn.
This is a list of 100 things every omnivore should eat at least once in their lives. Though, clearly, I disagree with some of them. For only being 24 years old? I'm not doing too bad.
1) Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.
2) Bold all the items you’ve eaten.
3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.
4) Optional extra: Post a comment at www.verygoodtaste.co.uk linking to your results.
The VGT Omnivore’s Hundred:
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros
4. Steak tartare
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue
10. Baba ghanoush
13. PB&J sandwich
14. Aloo gobi
15. Hot dog from a street cart
17. Black truffle
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes
19. Steamed pork buns
20. Pistachio ice cream
21. Heirloom tomatoes
22. Fresh wild berries
23. Foie gras
24. Rice and beans
25. Brawn , or head cheese
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
27. Dulce de leche
30. Bagna cauda
31. Wasabi peas
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl
33. Salted lassi
35. Root beer float
36. Cognac with a fat cigar (Yeah, no. Smoking not a necessary part of my dining experience tyvm.)
37. Clotted cream tea
38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O
41. Curried goat
42. Whole insects
44. Goat’s milk
45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more
47. Chicken tikka masala
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
50. Sea urchin
51. Prickly pear (At first, I totally forgot I've had this. It's been a VERY long time.)
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal
57. Dirty gin martini
58. Beer above 8% ABV
60. Carob chips
65. Durian (Personally? I prefer my fruit not smell like garbage.)
66. Frogs’ legs
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake
69. Fried plantain
70. Chitterlings , or andouillette
72. Caviar and blini
73. Louche absinthe
74. Gjetost, or brunost
77. Hostess Fruit Pie
79. Lapsang souchong
81. Tom yum
82. Eggs Benedict
84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant.
85. Kobe beef
90. Criollo chocolate
92. Soft shell crab
93. Rose harissa
95. Mole poblano
96. Bagel and lox
97. Lobster Thermidor
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee
Next: Ricotta > Mascarpone, at least in this application.
Third: Brandy is an excellent addition to caramel sauce. I should get some ice cream to put it on.
If I come up with a successful final product, I'll be sure to share. Speaking of, Fred, did you ever have any success with coming up with sweet potato croissants?
Now for a blatant change of subject.
Sarah, in case you were still wondering, the measurements seem to be the actual measurements of the garments, themselves (if the way it fits in the bust is any indication, though I'm still not completely certain), so be sure to allow for a bit of breathing room if you order something from them. Also, the waist measurement is taken at the natural waistline, which may or may not correspond to yours. Also, my apologies. It was really just too awesome to pass up. >.>
( Reference photo, taken with roommate's camera that hates all lighting conditions. )
Finally, does anyone have any reference images for the back of Julia's dress? (Final Fantasy VIII) Or am I going to have to play through it again to see if she ever turns around?
That fear is still there. And yet, you'll still go with me. To some of them, you've said "never again". Indeed, I have a photo of us on one such coaster. It's on a keychain in my coat pocket. And I'm sure if you read this, you'd be shaking your head and calling me a goof. And maybe I am.
We should go again sometime. Or elsewhere. And I know it's scary. But after that initial plunge is over, isn't it all worth it? And, while I can't make the ground come any closer, and I can't prevent the train from derailing, I can distract you so you won't care how high up you are, and I can assert all the reasons I believe it's going to stay on the track.
Come with me? Please? I love the experience. The ups, the downs, the twisting and turning, and all the forces at play with one another. And I want to share it with you.
So, in conclusion, you can do better than that. There's plenty to say about everyone running without resorting to the equivalent of calling them weenieheads. Indeed, this petty schoolyard nonsense may even detract from your point.
Playing tag with bug catching nets will eventually end up with both people facing each other and hitting each other constantly. This will be followed by a fit of giggles and a truce agreement.
When only one washing machine in the entire building is functioning, it is inevitable that some jerkface will leave his laundry in it for hours.
Adding an extra window in the kitchen is not an effective way to get the siding up before winter, dummy. Though I agree that it is quite an improvement overall.
White tends not to be opaque. I have one month to fix this.
I can walk and put hair sticks in my hair at the same time.
I need to remember to acquire the Ouendan games.
Other times, I feel like saying something like, "GTFO my fandom, n00b." Why? I'm not sure. It just feels like something's missing. Like something's wrong. Like all the LotR fangirls who only like it because they think Orlando Bloom's OMGHOTT, and not because they've read the books or anything. Or the people who are going into forensics because they think CSI's a cool show. >.<
But, you know? Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe there *are* a lot of old fans coming out of the woodwork. And maybe a good number of the new ones care enough to learn their roots, so to speak.
Alright. Enough of me being a pretentious asshole. Back to work ^_^
For reference: Water is included in rent. I received no note about scheduled maintenance. And as far as I know (again with the lack of notice thing) there is no emergency requiring water to be gone. Not that this should surprise me. As the hallway carpet's been gone for the past four weeks. Also without notice.
This year was also my second as a graduate student, though my first without any undergraduate courses. That worked about as well as school usually does, with much (arguably unnecessary) worrying, some complete losses of confidence, and an overall good outcome despite it all. It may also be my last year as a full time graduate student.
Halfway through this year was my first time not living alone since Freshman year. And with three roommates (and 2-4 more honorary roommates at any given time) no less! And despite Mother's constant warnings against actually *gasp* sharing living space with other people, ("But how will you find time for yourself and/or space to isolate yourself when you need it?!!11eleventy!" "I... er... close my bedroom door? Or go for a long walk?") that has been awesome for me. Seriously. I love my roommates. I miss them, too. They should come visit me or something.
But perhaps the most life-changing experience this year has been my new job. Taking this coop position here has been one of the most difficult things I've ever done. Not because it's inherently hard, or anything. But, rather, because change can be uncomfortable. I had to move away from George for (at least) 6 months (and possibly up to about... 30... depending). I had to take at least a semester off of school (and may not be returning full-time). But, on the other hand, I love what I'm doing, and this experience alone has been a wonderful opportunity. And on top of that, possibly has opened some doors for me.
And finally, this year has held me as a witness to changes in many of my friends' lives. Some have gotten married. Some are starting grad school. Others are starting businesses. And so much more. I think that I've at least kept in touch with everyone this year. I hope that I haven't let anyone fade away. Indeed, I even have hope that some of my friendships are strengthening.
Here's to another year. I can only hope that it's as good as this one was, if not better.
I picked it up on my way out to go shopping and acquire fuel for the vehicle. This meant that I had to wait until I got home to find out what it was. All I knew about it was that it had to be small, because the box it came in was small. Either that or it was shipped inside a mini-TARDIS.
So, after making myself feel like a visualization-challenged 'tard, (separate story that I probably won't share) I finally went home.
As it turns out, the Something is a travel-sized magnetic Chinese checkers game. Kind of nifty, I suppose, but not something I'd ever use. Maybe I'll stick the magnetic pegs to the steel walls in my office.
Overall, though, I really like this whole getting random things in the mail idea. Even if I do end up with something I could probably pick up at the local dollar store.
And now, a non-sequitur for my personal amusement: If you can make a decision that is potentially worth millions of dollars, but can't ever decide what to have for lunch, you might be an engineer.
( Some Clarification )