I didn't realize that I Am Legend only took up half the book... and I feel like a plebe for saying this, but I like the movie better. >> The short stories afterward are better than the novel itself... Thirty-year-old scifi is funny even when it doesn't mean to be.

Cherries in a foil bag are not as good as cherries from a can. D: Still, having cherry squares (circles) > not having them. But I feel a little sick after eating just one... D:

Urgh. I really don't feel well, now. I'll resume spam-posting tomorrow on the topic of boobs, as requested by omgimnaked, but I'm going to go curl up in bed now.

Gooooood mooooorniiiiing, livejournal!

I would cut a bitch to have some milk because I want cereal for breakfast. D: What I really need is a ride, because I could get milk if I could just get up to Stewarts...

Butcher is walking all over my back and I have no idea why. Oh, cat. ...oh, that's why, he wanted to claw the back of my chair.

Mrrgh. I do feel better after a solid ten hours of sleep, though! The only things I can remember from dreaming are trying to take care of a sick duck, and a guy with a ponytail that looked like a double helix.

Quick, speak-now-or-forever-hold-your-peace question: Is anyone interested in buying seasons 1-3 of Oz, seasons 2-5 of Viva La Bam, or the whole series of Arrested Development? Kristin and I are going to trade in some DVDs for moneys later today, but FYE screws you over on serieses, and I'd rather have a friend get the good stuff. >>

It's so hard to break my packrat habit, you guys. D: And my hermit habit. And... you know, I'm just a collection of bad habits. Bushels of them, even.

Okay. Boobs a little later, scratching together breakfast first.

...dude, I am totally not up to boobies today for some reason. ._. It's so windy out, and the wind is leaching the heat from the house; all I want to do is sit in bed with the covers pulled up over my head. I had to compromise and bring my blanket out to my desk with me. Freakin' BRRRR, you guys. D:

Besides hiding in bed, I have been writing a little bit. I was looking for something about Milo and Jeff that I started a while ago, but I think that has been lost to the gaping electronic maw. But! I found something about Tom and Phillip that I had totally forgotten about, so I'm trying to finish that. \o/

I'm also listening to the South by Southwest songs I downloaded... and so far there's been okay ones, but nothing epic.

I wish I had a poncho...

Groceries achieved! \o/

Also plans made for Easter dinner. I'm going over to Travis and Ally's, so I don't have to be alone! And I'm going to make Dulce de Leche and Chocolate Pudding to bring with me. :D

Tits later, I'm going to watch The Dead Zone back at Baker's with them now.

The post office next door is looking for "casual clerks" (I'm taking that to mean part-time?)... for $11 an hour. OH HELLS YES. The only criterion (I didn't know that was the singular of criteria until just now!) is a high school diploma, and I am reasonably bright and friendly, so-- am I in, or what? :D :D :D oh man I hope this works out it would be so sweet to just be able to go two doors down for work and do something cool like handle mail!

Keep your fingers crossed for me! :D

I was going to mail things tomorrow, but... I spent my money on food. -_-;; At least I can eat now! And I got trash bags too.

Sometimes I have to set myself rewards for things I don't want to do... and right now there are dishes from one end of the stove all the way to the dish drainer. x.x I can't even shower after, because by the time I'm done there will be no hot water left, but... um... there is a new episode of Torchwood. Would I be awful to watch it without Kristin? (Probably...) But dammit, after all those dishes, I deserve to see how everyone got started on the team.

I don't know why, but I always want to clean when I'm alone in the house... I won't question it, I will just give in to the impulse. But first I'm putting some friggin' pajamas on, it is freezing still.