true love at last
shannon, I love you!
no, shannons not my true love. She has created a special someone for me, however.
His name is antonio.
he's my effigy, in chocolate.
He stands, about 25 cm tall.
his hair is of the finest mint chocolate, his legs and butt of the finest peanut butter chocolate. his head is dark chocolate, his belly milk chocolate, and his arms more mint.
we're very happy together, and will be starting a gift registry soon.
oh yeah, and he's named after my spirit animal. you can probably guess why, with the conversations we have in public.
Poor Al
he's going now, and he'll never get to see this slice of pie again. I'm so sad, just watching it.
y'know what blows?
every time I realize I might be a hypocrite. the things that bug me in others, I do myself.
anyhow, poor mac. he's all doubting his future in engineering, and thinking about economics. same as andrew was a while back. murray: email andrew about that.
good work murray.
so yeah, that's all. my life is boring, but I just ate some meat pie. it was pretty good.
lead an ephedra-free lifestyle now
y'know what's motivational? of course not. A friend, and I mean a good non-jerk friend, casually telling you you've really gotten a gut since you last saw her. that's actually a good way to tell someone they've been getting fat. it's to the point, it's not insulting. Just in case anyone ever needs a nice way to put it. And it might only work when said to guys.
So, i'm trying to get healthy now. carrots and fat free yogurt for all... and such. joy.
rectangles suck, triangles aren't any better.
I have a pen in front of me, half covered with paper. It says "reliable pest control" then a rainbow stripe. I have no idea how I own this pen.
My legs are sore, and I have lab writeups due in the morning. It's gonna be a long night. Why the fuck to I correct spelling on these posts?
