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farwing: "Seasonal fruit salsa? What's seasonal in February?"
veejane: "Nothing. It's going to be parsnips. Parsnips and wizened apples."


veejane: "It's not like boiling a Great Dane in a Chihuahua's milk."
farwing: "That would take a lot of Chihuahuas."

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There was Vietnamese food with lots of bright, colorful veggies, and we've been watching a lot of Life and...

farwing: "It's the kind of Pho that you just can't get in prison."



There was a woman in high heel shoes, bare legs, and a winter coat that completely concealed any dress you might have been wearing underneath:

farwing: "I mean, we are drinking iced beverages, but at least we're dressed."


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farwing: "He's crazycakes? I thought I was crazycakes. Can we both be--"
E: "You're crazybakery! I may be crazycakes, but you are crazybakery."


farwing: "What's up with him?"
Ms. Corrupt: "I don't know. He's been extra stroppy all afternoon."

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You guys! I found stuff! Stuff I had been looking for! In my room! Major breakthrough! (Also, have used up yearly quota of exclamation points. Must to resort to other punctuation in future.) Still missing other stuff but it's probably in the Great And Terrible Drift Of Stuff. Le sigh. Am now imagining a really hilarious map of my room. Land Of Neverending Laundry. Pile Of "Clean" Clothes That Should Be Hung Up/Put Away. Greater Book Nook. Lesser Book Nook. Missed-The-Trash-Basket-Again-I-See.

Good thing I crack myself up, you guys.

Is it really strange that I am looking forward to work tomorrow? Yes. It's mostly because I have not spent nearly enough time running about. Turns out when I don't use my legs enough they hurt. Being lazy: now with physical discomfort! Tomorrow I will run all over the goddamn place and be filled with hate once more. Excellent.