Saturday, October 20, 2007

yum

so, i was at this party, which was kinda lame, which is why i'm now home writing on my blog instead of still at the party, when someone came up to me while i was eating bruschetta and after a moment or two asked if i was eating garlic. nope, that's just the fumes from yesterday and today still wafting off of me.

yesterday has to have been the loveliest dinner party to have ever been had in the history of dinners and parties. not only was the table beautiful and the food delicious, but it was also a bunch of good friends having a great time together, with parachuting stay-puft marshmallow men. by the by, if anyone would like the recipe to the dressing (which i'm really glad you liked!) i'd be happy to share it with you. i'm just not posting it on the web as any randomites who may read this site do not get family heirloom recipes. but it is really easy to make. fo' reals. not chicken parmesan "easy" which requires ziploc bags and sledgehammers, but actually easy. but man, if that chicken parm wasn't good then i don't want to know what good is.

one of my friends competed today to be on a competitive video game team. i think that's awesome. not awesome like i want to do that (not that i could even if i did want to), but awesome that there's an option out there to join a team with other people and do the thing you really like. and people say that video games make people antisocial. as if. so i wonder, is there a competitive "who's the better superhero" team i can join? do people competitively read comics and then argue small details? ("no, fool, he dated silver st. cloud twice!") i doubt it, but i would like to share my dorkery with others.

i'm fairly certain the blush i wear is technically too pink for me, but i don't care, i like it. plus, it matches my costume's pom-poms, which makes it sorta cuter. and i think my new phone will match too. i can't wait to meet it!

harlee
is laying on my arms. it's taken approximately 12.7 minutes to type this sentence and correct all the typos. i think this is a sign that it's time for bed.

1 comment:

sarah said...

I came home on the wrong weekend.
:(