One of the many reasons I’m glad I don’t have neighbors.
One must listen to Cinnamon Girl very, very loud.
One of the many reasons I’m glad I don’t have neighbors.
One must listen to Cinnamon Girl very, very loud.
Found during my 3 hour browsing session at Barnes and Noble this weekend. It’s a shame that such culinary greatness is hiding on a shelf like that. Also, woks Christmas gift.
My cat seriously hates me.
And I stole all of the leftover stuffing and cranberry sauce from the fam. I expect a phone call about it later.
I love thanksgiving.
Me: ‘Aunt E, this wine is great. Is this the same stuff you drink at church?’
Aunt E: ‘Jennifer Jean…’
Classic Onion: 26-Year-Old To See Every Asshole He Ever Went To High School With On Night Before Thanksgiving
Accuracy.
Not looking forward to THIS tomorrow.
Lawrence, Kansas.
Producer and purveyor of useless information; hierarchical scientist; dormant activist; fledgling green thumb. All things conducted with very serious ambition and a touch of sarcasm. I reside in Lawrence, KS, but you can generally find me here: www.kars.ku.edu/astra and here theinorganicorganic.tumblr.com