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• 13:15 I officially give up on Bath and Body Works moisturizer. #
• 13:34 Wow... I knew Lelouch, and Code Geass in general, have lots of dramatic poses, but this... suzakus.livejournal.com/5448.html #
• 13:45 The thinkwell calculus lecturer says there's no such thing as English anxiety? HAH! Next you'll say there's no history anxiety either. #
• 14:41 I seem to be talented at making people not want to be my friend. Even people to whom I haven't shown my real self, but esp. when I have. #
• 23:36 @seoulless OMG, I can't believe I missed your birthday! HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY!!!! #
• 01:24 Apparently Charlie the Unicorn got pulled into Hot Topic: www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgXy0fquj2g #
• 01:31 Shit. Apparently discussion forum #2 was literally only available through Sunday night. #
• 02:14 Once I got a sort of paper cut washing my rice cooker bowl, and now every time I make rice I can't stop imagining cutting my finger again. #
• 02:15 @lugia222 "secretly" I do not think it means what you think it means. #
• 02:18 Dr. Donald Shoup, "World-regarded as an expert on parking policy". What an honor? #
• 02:25 Why do I keep reading Shoup as Shoujo? #
• 02:51 I keep having a flashback to one Odyssey of the Mind practice after school in elementary school... #
• 02:57 i need to figure out some way to scrub the bottom of my thermos... #

Norio Walken

"The second Norio Wakamoto shows up everyone knows what kind of character he's going to play. He's the Christopher Walken of anime, for cryin' out loud."
- Daryl Surat on Anime World Order Show #83

Bought some Suave Advanced Therapy lotion last night, and that seems to do the trick wonderfully. Yay!

Managed to give myself a small cut (a papercut, really) on my finger with a bread knife. Makes me feel quite pathetic. ^^; I also managed to place the bandaid partially over the furthest joint, making it rather difficult to type, but I'm too lazy to repositiion it. *laughs*

Sam's starting to smell like a dog again after her last bath about a week ago. It's not too bad yet, but soon I won't be quite as willing tot give her good scritches.

Andy won't shut up, and the effectiveness of banging on his cage has worn off. God I hate birds. Or at least ones that squawk their heads off like Andy and Remy do. Seriously, if they die, I'll clap my hands for joy, I think.

Marcia and Dianne reorganized the kitchen this weekend, and as a result we now have both recycling bins available for use at once, meaning we can sort it as we throw stuff away, rather than me sorting it all on Wednesday. I am chou happy about this.