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Yesterday, I conducted an experiment. (mwa hah ha)
I discovered that it is possible to bake a small muffin pan of six Jiffy blueberry muffins --IN JUST A TOASTER OVEN. Simply amazing, because the kitchen electric oven takes 30 minutes to heat up, while the toaster oven takes 30 seconds. My muffin craving has been satisfied in record time. |
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Nov. 28th, 2006 @ 03:10 pm
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Okay, the date is november 28, this journal is short of the national blog posting month challenge by about... 27 posts.
I was going to explain why I'm so bad at posting, but then I looked at the terrible whiny excuses I typed without capitalization and scrapped it. That's the thing, when I post often, I feel like I owe it to people to continue. I know people like reading my posts (sometimes?) but I forget that noone has ever had a bad day when they woke up and missed my latest entry. |
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The craziest thing happened today. I was getting ready to eat at the coffee table, so I walked into the living room with a plate in one hand and a cup in the other. Before setting down my things, I needed a coaster for my glass. Living in a crowded house of guys, I couldn't get to the coasters with everyone in the way of the corner table. So I said "hey, someone pass me a coaster please." Someone, not noticing my hands were full, obliged by tossing a coaster at me. This is the beautiful part. Watching the coaster gracefully arc through the air, I thought to myself "I need that coaster, because I don't want to get water on the table." So then I proceeded to drop the cup of water on the coffee table so I could catch the coaster. Yeah. I caught the coaster. Somehow the glass landed on the table upright (because really I was trying to set down my cup, but I missed and just dropped it), but that didn't stop water from getting all over the table. Then I went to get a towel.
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Things I learned today:
When making a crustless quiche, use a glass or aluminum pan. Iron pans react with the eggs, making them turn all green. Egh. However I may have figured out the mystery of making green eggs and ham without a gallon of food coloring. |
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Sep. 22nd, 2006 @ 06:02 am
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Ok... just... wow. This is almost just like what I would say, and it is so cool I just had to post it. Even if I'm the only one who likes it.
"I recorded myself trying to be really quiet. I was pretty quiet. I thought about recording it onto CD, then playing it really loudly, see if I can make everything go quiet.
And then I'll walk down the street with it cranked up in a ghetto blaster and people will be like "hey, where's the sound gone? but they'll be like "HEY WHERE'S THE SOUND GONE" to yell over the quiet. And then when they're just getting used to it, I'll turn it down and everyone will be yelling, and they'll stop, look at each other and feel really silly."
Oh. it just makes me laugh so much right now. |
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Just because Japan is made of over a thousand islands, does not mean they are known for their salad dressing.
Jun. 23rd, 2006 @ 07:10 pm
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The summer has come, and after exhausting almost all of my opportunities, I have a job at U of M catering. I can really get into it, always on my toes and late nights too. But, it has been about THREE FREAKING WEEKS of paying for parking and gas, and no paycheck.
Each event has a different crowd, and there is always something memorable about each one. One saturday I decorated for a wedding, and it was all pink. I mean, this was the kind of weddings that 14 year old girls think about. Pink table cloths, pink bows on each chair, pink flower petals and a huge pink chiffon covered table of glass jars of pink foil candies or pink cookies and pink hard candy, and each place setting had a small pink container with a pink bow attaching a pink lettered label that read "thanks for attending our wedding, please feel free to take home some candies, love, James and Mitzi" I think I puked into the back of my throat right then.
Jun. 19th, 2006 @ 01:37 pm
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"You say tomato (t -m  t ), they say tomato(t-mät), but I say tomato(t-md r)"
heh. I just couldn't get to sleep and I had to get that off my mind.
Apr. 12th, 2006 @ 11:25 pm
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Yay, finally spring in Houghton (and there is still unmelted snow around). I remember the last time this happened, my skin was so shocked at the sudden appearance of sun, that I developed a sunburn during the 10 minute walk to class. Really.
Now everybody is outside enjoying the day by recreationally throwing things at eachother. I counted six projectiles on my way back from class, maybe the crossfire will cease enough for me to get to my next class without digging a trench.
I took an exam today, I have no idea how it went. Normally you get an idea how well you did with a good comparison of how much you know and how much of the exam had those things you know. This was a short two question exam on things I thought I couldn't do, but I guess I do know enough to figure out and get answers anyway. All I can say is that I did really good, really bad, or somewhere between.
Apr. 12th, 2006 @ 01:41 pm
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On sunday I saw the albino squirrel, the one that I've heard rumors about. It is just like a lab rat, all white fur and red eyes, except it is shaped like a squirrel. I want that white squirrel.
I'm trying not to get all obsessed over the legendary albino mammal, like captain Ahab or something, but I just want an albindo squirrel of my own. It would perch on my shoulder, and it would be cool. Maybe this idea won't be so nice if my squirrel tries to put a nut cache in my ear, or becomes excessively territorial during mating season, not to mention a rodent pooping on my collar gets old. I wonder if pirates have problems with their animal companions.
In the meantime I've nailed a spanish ounce of gold to the main mast, valued at sixteen dollars, it goes to whosoever of ye raises me that white-headed squirrel.
Apr. 10th, 2006 @ 08:10 pm
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