Author: mizkit

Well. Chantio stayed out of her kennel last night and ate not only one of my shoes and a rug, but also a pound of fudge. *sigh*

Feh. I’m just not very good at making toffee. I tried making a half batch, because I have yet to successfully make a full batch, and I thought I remembered that half batches worked better. Now I remember that it was quarter batches that worked better. Feh.

I think I garlicked most of the rest of my cold out of my system. My ears are still a little poppy, but mostly I’m breathing easily again and I’m not coughing. Yay!

I have a new goal in life. I want to be as sexy at 70 as Ian McKellan is. (Marith said, “Goodness. You do aim high.”) I will have to start working towards sexiness tomorrow, because today I have eaten more fudge than God could shake a stick at. :) (Actually, hopefully tomorrow this damned cough will be gone and I’ll be able to gym in some fashion or other. *snivel*)

Thinks to do this week: 1. apply for stupid student loans 2. apply for Irish passport 3. fill out Nathan & Cecilia’s paperwork 4. fill out 401k paperwork 5. christmas shop 6. go to the bloody postoffice and send gifts 7. eat too much fudge 8. figure out who to ask for letters of recommendation for grad school applications 9. make a christmas wishlist