candle parties

Holy crap, put a goth shine on and you'd make a bloody killing in Seattle.

edit: The moral is, married people are very, very different from me.

the U is for Unique

I bought Starbucks gingerbread syrup and I'm now thinking I could make that shit. But in the meantime it's keeping me away from spending more money. I had a tasty gingerbread-ish coffee with my morning toast. Eating whole wheat toast with too much coffee makes it seem more like just a bit much coffee.

I also started reading Reg's The Shadow of the Wind after eating a triple-deck turkey sammich. Something I've suspected before: Reg is really bad at summarizing things. I mean, usually he only summarizes things I have read, to other people, but when he was trying to summarize this to me I got a totally incorrect impression. Anyway it's this young Spanish kid in Barcelona of the 40s/50s who's trying to find this author of his favorite book, and falls in love with all the women he meets on the way. The main problem is that some weirdo is burning every single copy of all the books, and everyone seems to be lying about their knowledge of the author.

Finally, I listened to Smash and fell madly in love.

dumbest idea ever

These are booties to go over your sandals in cold weather.

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