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| Apr. 21st, 2006 @ 02:57 pm Am I a good cook? | |||||
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I love cooking. Right now, I’m “Allreciping” (very similar to “Googling”). I’m trying to find a really good cake recipe. I am just craving a really yummy cake. I don’t want anything basic like “angel’s food” or “red velvet,” I want something complex and delicious, reminiscent of potlucks and bake sales. I remember as a kid, my grandma used to buy a cake from the grocery store’s bakery called a “sock it to me” cake. It was so delicious. I may try to make something similar to that. Or one of those refrigerated “better than sex” cakes. I’ve become addicted to Allrecipes; it’s hard for me to even use a regular cookbook anymore. The ability to read reviews and ratings before cooking has completely spoilt me. I also need to find enough recipes to keep us satiated for the rest of the week. The fiancé could happily live on spaghetti and ice cream for the rest of his life, but I tend to bore quite easily. Speaking of, I tried Breyer’s new Sara Lee strawberry cheesecake flavored ice cream last weekend. Normally, I buy the reduced-fat slow churned vanilla, but since I’m such a huge cheesecake fan, I had to try it. I was blown away by its deliciousness. Not too sweet, and it has bits of crisp graham cracker crust and strawberry swirls. |
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| Apr. 20th, 2006 @ 07:08 am And she returns... | |||
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Current Mood:
Wow, it’s 7 a.m., and I actually am back in the posting mood. I’ve been up all night reading an erotic/hentai e-novel on my cell phone in bed. It’s rather interesting, if not a bit on the depraved side, but I haven’t been able to tear myself away from it. I’ve been having trouble sleeping for the past few nights, actually. Tonight, I drank some instant cheapo peach tea, but I forgot that it may have contained some caffeine, and caffeine makes me feel jittery and restless when I drink it before bed.  stressedCurrent Music: Missez ft. Paul Wall - "Love Song" ( more chatter behind the cut ) I’ve had so many things on my mind to post, but my brain isn’t working properly right now. I need to try and sleep or something. But before I go, I just have to show off my ring: ( behind this link to spare your friend's page the bling ) also happens to be my 1st piece of platinum jewelry! |
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| Mar. 19th, 2006 @ 11:36 am Damn snobs, sleeping powder, and lulz @ clingy people | |||
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I was just talking to a friend of mine on the phone. We were doing that thing where you both play songs on your computer during the conversation, and occasionally ask the other person “have you heard this?” He has awesome taste, but he’s such a music snob. Just about all of the songs I tell him about, he claims to have ‘heard,’ and he doesn’t mind snubbing my music because it’s ‘old.’  exhaustedCurrent Music: "Higher" - Do or Die ft Kanye West Gah, fuck him. ( cut for rambly rantiness ) |
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| Mar. 17th, 2006 @ 09:55 pm Wow... | |||
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My boyfriend proposed to me today… What. A. Rush. I said yes, of course. The ring is beautiful. surprised |
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| Mar. 14th, 2006 @ 07:29 pm (no subject) | |||
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| I'm too lazy to update. I suck. |
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| Mar. 7th, 2006 @ 07:41 pm Bored... | |||
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Current Mood:
I’m sitting in the dark. Well I don’t know if it’s considered the “dark” if there’s a bright glow from the computer screen. I need to either get another light bulb, or bring my desk lamp in here. indifferentCurrent Music: "Indian Flute" By Timbaland and Magoo Procrastination is the bane of my existence. I have so many simple tasks queued up. Pay phone bill, suspend utilities for mom, call number on mysterious “welcome to the neighborhood” card so I can get my free gift worth $500. That last one sounds awfully Avon-y to me. But I’ll still call, against my better judgment, because I like free stuff. The boyfriend and I didn’t visit the animal shelter as planned. He made some stupid excuse about not knowing that the shelter was so far away and we woke up too late, and he didn’t want to go so close to his time to leave for work. We got into an item throwing match. He eventually threw something hard against the wall, and I convinced him that he dented it so I’d have an excuse to go on a whine fest about him “ruining the things that we work so hard for.” Ah, love. He’s actually been taken to destroying things as of late. So far, he’s punched a dent in the wall, kicked the seat off a dining chair, and kicked in a locked door… now it won’t lock. Let alone close. |
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| Mar. 7th, 2006 @ 01:39 am (no subject) | |||
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Current Mood:
I’m sitting here, 36 minutes after 1 a.m., and I’m finding it woefully difficult to pry myself away from the computer, in spite of my Tylenol Simply Sleep induced drowsiness. I’ve had trouble sleeping lately. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because my extreme paranoia is keeping me awake at night, or perhaps it’s because I can’t part company with the computer at a decent hour, and I end up sleeping till dusk, which in turn, makes me unable to sleep until well past 2 a.m. sleepyCurrent Music: "Fucking" By David Banner Shit, I don’t know. My sleep schedule gets thrown off when my (live-in) boyfriend’s work schedule changes. He works days for two weeks, then nights for another two weeks. He’s on nights now, and I think that’s fucking me up, because I tend to stay up until he gets home. Not particularly because I’m waiting on him, but because I like to squeeze in as much uninterrupted computer time as I can before he gets back. It’s hard to surf the net when he’s in peace. Analogically speaking, he’s a dog, and I’m a cat. I like attention sometimes, but I enjoy my alone time more. He, on the other hand, craves constant attention. When I leave him alone for extended periods of time, he experiences separation anxiety and resorts to destructive behavior. This is evident, when returning home from a shopping trip or girls’ night out, I find that every appliance in the house is turned on, most of our food is completely or partially eaten, and all of my things are thoroughly rambled through. It’s not his separation anxiety that bothers me most, however, but the electronic leash that I must carry on my person wherever I go, lest he worry himself to death about me. Cats don’t like leashes. Not that I mind cell phones. In fact, I like them. Anything that gives me the ability to contact the outside world makes me feel secure. But the way he abuses the luxury of being able to reach me “anytime, anywhere,” can be very annoying. So annoying, that when they got shut off because of a billing error on Sprint’s part, I didn’t miss them. He did. He can’t live without a cell phone. I’m finally feeling the effects of those sleeping pills, which means I should be wrapping this up. If I can muster the self discipline to wake up early enough, the boyfriend and I are going to visit an animal shelter and see if we can find a pooch or kitty to adopt. I fear that he’s going to be sadly disappointed. He’s optimistic that he’ll find a full-blooded Al Mal or Husky puppy; I’m not hung up on finding one particular breed or mix, and I’m open to adopting an older dog. I’ve put my dream of buying a full-blooded show quality Maltese on the back burner… for now, anyway. I’ve been doing research on Maltese and breeders for two and a half years; it’s so hard to find a dog breeder worth shit anyway. I’m amazed at the ignorance of some people who claim to be “professional breeders”. I’ve found that most reputable breeders are hobbyists. They rarely turn a profit, let alone break even, and their ultimate goal is to improve the quality of the breed, not make “easy money.” Sleep… but first, must fold laundry, and take a bubble-shower. |
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| Mar. 7th, 2006 @ 12:52 am I must be bored... | |||
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Current Mood:
Well here it is… the long put-off first post to my journal. I’ve been playing around with the layout for a while, and I’ve almost got it where I want it. I think posting to your own journal is awesome, because unlike communities, you don’t have to worry about being “off-topic,” or breaking the rules (to a certain extent, anyway). cold |
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