I'm going to make a frittata tonight.
It's erika's fault.
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I'm going to make a frittata tonight.
It's erika's fault.
DH has wanted hotdogs for a week. He actually bought some, but we didn't cook them. I got polish sausage today. I need to make coleslaw and something else. Not sure what.
We are having one of our quickie standbys. A baked potato with turkey chili on top (and a little cheese and/or sour cream if you are so inclined). Along with a salad, that's dinner about once a week.
Today's XKCD makes me sad. [link]
Hello peoples! I need advice and help with people-withdrawal symptoms.
EMILY!
Lay it on us!
PERKINS!
Hey, have I thanked you recently for putting me up when I got out there? Because I should have. I've been thinking about it recently and how much that rocked. Thank you!
Okay, so here's the thing. Two things. Amongst the things: I got a new place. Hooray! Which is much cheaper than Boston for its size. Hooray! Although will still take a chunk of my check. Boo. Anyway, it's two bedrooms. Hooray! And also, people should totally come and visit. And I'm trying to move into it... alone. Like, seriously alone. Like, all of my family is overseas. Okay, I forgot my question. Hmm. Okay, forget question one, just hooray and boo with me. (And also feel with me the relevance of this xkcd: [link] )
Question two, or at least dilemma-I-need-to-talk-through two: I went to Pennsic. Hooray! For three days. Boo. Of course, I paid for the whole two weeks... and it keeps going through Sunday of this week... But I wouldn't have anyplace to sleep. And anyway the people I would hang out with will have a lot of new people with them I don't know. And I should be moving and stuff. There's, like, stuff to do here. Yeah.
It's just, I was doing fine with being alone so much until I was suddenly around all these people I like so much, and now suddenly I'm lonely. Can't figure out how to shake it.
Okay, none of that seems to need advice. Just venting, I guess. And how are all of YOU?
(And also, there... may... be a boy. But given that he might possibly one day discover this place, I don't want to talk too much about him. Also, he's no sure thing. And he lives in the wrong state. And... ARGH.)
And how are all of YOU?
Missing you!