I'm going to cheat on this meme and not post the questions that got me here, but shut up and play anyway, okay?

1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your current favorite song, your favorite kind of sandwich, or maybe your favorite game. Any remark, meaningless or not.

2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.

3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.


I gave Michele the smiley-face hat for her birthday, and she loved it. :D

The cake turned out okay. I brought a can of cherries, not cherry pie mix like for making cherry squares, but dark sweet cherries... and Michele rinsed them. x.x? So we just layered those between two cakes and frosted it all. It was yummy, but my stomach was turned by the shot of 151 that George goaded me into taking. I don't think I've ever been that unpleasantly drunk on just one shot before, but man, it made me nauseous and woozy pretty instantly.

And then I got to hear all about Kelly's boy problems before I came home. -_- I don't get paid enough to be her shrink. Hell, I don't think a professional would get paid enough.

Anyway. Cold, tired, ill, sleep now.