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[channonyarrow]

I have: a lot of carrots.

I have: no fucking clue what to do with them.

I am going to: experiment.

My hoped-for outcome: that no one dies and nothing is obliterated by fire.

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In other news: iTunes is being an assy bitch, possibly in conjunction with Last.fm, and I hate them both. Also, I am seized with the desire to move, as far away as I can, and I don't know why, nor what I would do when I got there, but it seems like an odd option, given that I resisted moving to New York when I was laid off.

Or maybe that was just my spider-senses, saying "HAHAHAHA THE ECONOMY IS ABOUT TO SUCK, ASSHAT, STAY HERE."

I have no other reason why I would even think that moving to New York NOW might be, you know, sort of AWESOME.

Comments

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

I don't know, but you should take it back if it is gone forever!

My brother has nice pots - like, really nice pots - but my mother claims this is because he cooks over an open propane fire for much of the year and ordinary stock pots won't stand up to this sort of abuse for very long, so I guess it makes sense. I do not have the cooking genes in my family.

[alasandalack.livejournal.com]

ah, there it is! it had been usurped by something to do with... uh... jazz hands.

my brother has really nice pots, too. he has really nice pots because he BUYS A NEW GODDAMN POT whenever the old one gets dirty. words cannot express.

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

Yay! Another iBrow!

That is so pointlessly wasteful that it makes me want to gag.

[alasandalack.livejournal.com]

oh, but there is a point! the point being that he has money! and he can spend it on whatever he wants! ALL THE GODDAMN TIME!

it isn't even OCD. geez.

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

See, I know I'm a crazy consumer sometimes, but just to keep having nice versions of the same thing over and over? What? Yeah, that's just senseless. Because the point of having money shouldn't be "I will demonstrate it by buying LOTS OF SHIT."