none of my fears are as dear to me
I was going to put in 20 random songs from Ignignokt, but I got bored of that.
I thought I should mention that the lovely Bedford Ave bank totally had my ATM card and gave it to me bright and early this morning. Now I love them.
I made French onion soup tonight, and I had to take an antihistimine to make the pain behind my eye from onion cutting allergicness go away, and oh man, it is so hard to shake off the antihistimine sleepies. Now it is 12:20, though, a respectable hour for actually sleeping, so I have to relearn the sleepies. Yeah.
My new haircolor? Ginger Ale, thank you very much.
PS The plot thickens. Not only is the FTC totally stalking me all over the place (looking up Janest on Dogpile? Like I wouldn't notice?), the weird Massachusetts engineering/architechture/whatever company person found me here and still reads every once in a long while. Oddly enough, that person got here yesterday from clicking a link of me from the Blogger site of a Greenpoint compatriot. How does someone in Cambridge know both me and her? It is not that small a world, is it? IS IT!??!??!?!
Ahahahhahaha! OK. I can laugh about it now, but at the time, it is terrible. And I can't really laugh about it now, either. Because I am nosy and need to know. I really do mean need. I don't think you understand. As ever, if you want to come clean, I'm listening. Isn't it a coming clean time of year?
Oh man, speaking of that, when did Father Blindo of "Passions" write Vatican III, hmm? "Whitney, if you abort the child you are carrying -- your BROTHER'S child -- I cannot absolve you?" Um, what? Sure, to Blindo it's murder, fair enough. But you can get murder absolution. Did they change the law where the only thing you couldn't be forgiven for is suicide, because, you know, you're dead?
See what happens when you don't go to church? They start singing everything and change all the laws. Then again, maybe the incest show shouldn't be my source for all things canonical.
Yeah, I think I better get some sleep now.
posted by j @ 12:22 AM
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The Veils - "The Wild Son"
me, i light a candle right next to the onion while i'm cutting it. then i don't have to worry about onions, just about setting myself on fire.
Haha! I never can remember all the smart tricks when it comes time. I swear I saw someone in a movie or something (what a mind) cutting onions with a spoon wedged in their mouth as a trick. I have tried that, to no avail. The candle, I will remember that next time.
I don't know if you meant me, but someone in Meridan, CT is regularly checking my blog. I don't know anyone in CT. It's kind of freaky.
CRZ does the candle trick. It works pretty well. Also it helps to wear contacts, but that probably doesn't help you any.
I finally saw the "Passions" episodes of which you speak, and they alarm me. Even the non-Catholic in the house is like, "what." Pops Lonigan is getting nothing but bad marks from me lately. Did you also see his non-blind cameo in the Martin/Pilar wedding flashback? There's another thing that will surely go unexplained for all eternity.
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