This afternoon, I had the sudden impulse to make cookies. I looked through my recipes and realized we already had the ingredients in the house to make Claire's favorite peanut butter cookies, so I went for it. I owe a big "WAZZUP!" to Mitzi and Starr, who respectively donated an egg willingly and 1/2 tsp vanilla extract unknowingly. Upon completion of my li'l baking project, I was pretty sure I might have made the best peanut butter cookies ever. This was confirmed just now when I ate two and died of pleasure.
P.S. They were made with GENUINE DHARMA PEANUT BUTTER.
Which leads me to my next topic, ZOMG LESS THAN AN HOUR AND A HALF UNTIL LOST! My homework is going very slowly. I do not want to have to do more after the show. I can't think about REAL life after an hour of LOST! Geeeez! Plus I have to watch 30 Rock at 8. I will probably also study my map of Greece at the same time.
I like people who sing lyrics like this:
I settled down in San Diego
And smoked a joint with Java Joe
And with a grin he took me in
(I spilled coffee on my chin)
And I played my show there
I met by bitches and hos there...
Which reminds me, this totally made me want to play Scrabble. Check it out even if you don't give a crap about Jason Mraz. It is slightly inspirational, in a board-gamey kind of way.
Today I called Dahlia and it was the best decision of my life. I FRIGGIN LOVE HER. Can't wait for Thanksgiving now.
I miss my family. I want them to come visit. And to bring my puppy baby.
Uhhhhhh yeah. I met a cool girl in my drama class today. She has a slight Australian accent. We are going to do a group project together. I like meeting nice people.
In my other drama class--the costume practicum one--we had to learn how to sew. Except I secretly already knew, especially since we were using Bernina machines almost EXACTLY like the one I have at home. I could have done every single thing she asked us to do today without the 45 minute instructional portion. But it was cool, because I pretended like I had never sewn before and it made me look SUPER talented. I finished before everyone else and got to leave early. Weeeeee!
This, I believe is all for now. Back to Latin.
But first, look what I can say now:
Numeri mali sunt! Numeri mali sunt!
PUER MEUS!
Viri boni sumus, Michael.
P.S. They were made with GENUINE DHARMA PEANUT BUTTER.
Which leads me to my next topic, ZOMG LESS THAN AN HOUR AND A HALF UNTIL LOST! My homework is going very slowly. I do not want to have to do more after the show. I can't think about REAL life after an hour of LOST! Geeeez! Plus I have to watch 30 Rock at 8. I will probably also study my map of Greece at the same time.
I like people who sing lyrics like this:
I settled down in San Diego
And smoked a joint with Java Joe
And with a grin he took me in
(I spilled coffee on my chin)
And I played my show there
I met by bitches and hos there...
Which reminds me, this totally made me want to play Scrabble. Check it out even if you don't give a crap about Jason Mraz. It is slightly inspirational, in a board-gamey kind of way.
Today I called Dahlia and it was the best decision of my life. I FRIGGIN LOVE HER. Can't wait for Thanksgiving now.
I miss my family. I want them to come visit. And to bring my puppy baby.
Uhhhhhh yeah. I met a cool girl in my drama class today. She has a slight Australian accent. We are going to do a group project together. I like meeting nice people.
In my other drama class--the costume practicum one--we had to learn how to sew. Except I secretly already knew, especially since we were using Bernina machines almost EXACTLY like the one I have at home. I could have done every single thing she asked us to do today without the 45 minute instructional portion. But it was cool, because I pretended like I had never sewn before and it made me look SUPER talented. I finished before everyone else and got to leave early. Weeeeee!
This, I believe is all for now. Back to Latin.
But first, look what I can say now:
Numeri mali sunt! Numeri mali sunt!
PUER MEUS!
Viri boni sumus, Michael.
My Own Kind of Music: Dream Life of Rand McNally (Jason Mraz)
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