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October 12th, 2009

09:38 am - Trick or treat meme time!

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
telophase goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as a thorough understanding of deconstructionism.
badnoodles tricks you! You get a scratched CD.
batwrangler gives you 19 white coconut-flavoured gummy bats.
chomiji gives you 15 light blue orange-flavoured gummy worms.
lady_ganesh tricks you! You get a used tissue.
meganbmoore gives you 17 brown passionfruit-flavoured jawbreakers.
mustangsally78 gives you 15 red-orange cola-flavoured wafers.
puppleball gives you 15 light yellow spearmint-flavoured gumdrops.
rachelmanija gives you 9 dark blue pineapple-flavoured wafers.
vom_marlowe gives you 5 orange tropical-flavoured gummy bats.
yhlee tricks you! You get a 3.5-inch floppy disc.
telophase ends up with 95 pieces of candy, a scratched CD, a used tissue, and a 3.5-inch floppy disc.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.


Quite apropos for badnoodles and [info - personal] batwrangler!

Crossposted to my Dreamwidth account at http://telophase.dreamwidth.org/1615373.html. You can comment here or there.
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12:46 pm

"Youngest headmaster in the world." - Indian teenager spends each afternoon teaching what he's learned in school that day to children in his village.

Crossposted to my Dreamwidth account at http://telophase.dreamwidth.org/1615796.html. You can comment here or there.

03:38 pm

I feel like I own a home: we spent the entire weekend at Lowe's. Actually, this whole process has contained all of the drawbacks of owning a house and none of the benefits.*

I got offended at the grout on the floor of the bathroom once I noticed that the tile and grout was the same as the countertop, and the grout on the countertop was white while the grout on the floor was black. I attacked it with noxious chemicals and a scrub brush and determined that yes, I could remove the dirt from the grout but that it was beyond my physical capability to do the entire floor, so I went on Amazon and bought a power scrubber. Attack to be resumed Wednesday or so, after the scrubber's arrival. I also attacked various areas of the house that had layers of grime built up, like doors with years of fingerprints on them. And I ask you: WHO THE HELL PAINTS A BATHROOM WITH WATER-SOLUBLE PAINT? At least there were other areas where the paint had lifted off so mine were camouflaged, and I was able to complete the job without taking off any more once I realized what was going on.

Got some more boxes unpacked and IKEA blinds hung in the space between the living room and myrialux's office. Nefer is still fighting tooth and claw against her anti-anxiety pill each morning. Ironic, huh? Sora is still as freaky and jumpy as ever, although I notice he's willing to stay on the bed for longer periods of time now that it's cold and the microwaveable warm thing is placed there.

Hungry. Didn't realize it was Columbus Day and that the upstairs cafe would be closed, so didn't bring breakfast. And the lunch I brought was small, as I usually can supplement with something bought from the cafe if I need it. I may be forced to take some of my change and go investigate the depths of the noxious vending machine upstairs in the staff lounge.


* Well, ok, I have to admit the ability to turn the TV up as loud as you want is a benefit.

Crossposted to my Dreamwidth account at http://telophase.dreamwidth.org/1615899.html. You can comment here or there.

10:08 pm - I have found Heaven...

...and it is the lobster bisque at Lucille's Stateside Bistro, only three miles from my house.

The tragedy of it all was that I only had a very few Lact-Aid pills with me, therefore could not order a bowl of my very own and had to be content with merely slurping three spoonfuls from myrialux's bowl. But oh! what spoonfuls they were! It tasted like thick, creamy butter flavored with a dusting of lobster, and a soupcon of spice.

I will soon be back, never fear, clutching a box of Lact-Aid in my hot little hands. If I am ever on Death Row my last meal will consist of an entire tureen of this lobster bisque, because at that point who cares about lactose intolerance?

Crossposted to my Dreamwidth account at http://telophase.dreamwidth.org/1616632.html. You can comment here or there.
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