January 5th, 2003



What can I say, I learn fast. And I made him in Photoshop. Pretty, pretty boy. I thought about calling him Love's Bitch's Bitch, but that seemed too ambitious.
  • Current Mood
    why the hell am I still up?


I made oatmeal for the first time in my life this morning. The instructions seemed chimperifically simple. But you know what, dude? I've seen oatmeal before. And I don't think it's supposed to look like this.

Also, without the bananas I added, it's just plain nasty. I've eaten tastier Play-Doh. So how do you make oatmeal edible while keeping it healthy? I suppose "Keep adding fruit, Dimbo!" is the obvious solution.

See, these are the simple but profound utterances that would be lost to posterity if I hadn't gotten this LJ. And while we're taking our daily Moment of Meta, enough comments have accumulated that I feel the need to say: Yo. You wouldn't have friended me if you didn't know me, and if you know me, you know that I am an unresponsive bitca who can't answer e-mail to save her life, and because of this you won't be surprised to learn that a shameful heritage of clam-mouthed social unease will be proudly continued here, which is to say that the likelihood of me answering all friendly comments approaches absolute zero. But I still read them and smile, okay? So please don't abandon me, okay?

Oatmeal and abandonment issues. Good morning.