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Pistachio is one of my favorite ice cream flavors. Red bean is up there as well. I enjoy what my friend called "Dry Foods" ice cream. Almond and saffron ice cream, he said. Oh my. This I must try. Anyway, I had a particularly difficult time trying to find Pistachio ice cream. But they were serving some home-made pistachio ice cream at the India festival -- pricey, but deliciously worth it. I'm going to try an Indian grocery store and see if they have some there. Boyfriend some of my ice cream. Not a fan. This is a good thing. MOAR FOR MEEEE. I figure, if I'm going to spend money on ice cream, I'm going to go ahead and get these delicious flavors that are so hard to find. NOMNOMNOM Anyway, I'm still sleepy.

I'm incredibly sore. I've been in bed all day, except when I've got up for food or a piss. My legs hurt. My bum really hurts. It's quite good though. Because I'm working, I snack less during the day. Because I'm taking KSW, I'm burning plenty of calories. It's rather good. Not that I haven't been doing anything. I've been doing some reading (on Ashwinder). Watching Boyfriend Spore. You know... Important Things! My body is tired. It's making my mind tired. ... zzzzz can't talk. sleeping.....

So, I absolutely have not blogged in a long time. Right now, I'm still at my RuffleJob, but I'm off the clock. I get off at 4:30 on Mondays, but I don't have to be at KSW until 6:15. Which means I leave here at 5:45. I've got about 1 hour to kill right now. I'll probably leave at 5:30. Either way, I'm basically blogging because I'm procrastinating from working on my thesis. I guess I'll work on it tonight. My thesis is on how one's pre-college educational environment effects the attitudes toward traditional gender roles that one develops. Pretty exciting. I accidentally used the word engendered when writing about my topic the other day. I wasn't sure if it was a pun. I had to ask the boyfriend. I'm not very good at these things. Anyway, my biggest issue is finding an appropriate measurement of one's attitude toward traditional gender roles. I'd like to stop by the school and do an inter-library loan on a couple books, but the man who ...

Both of my roomies are moving out this weekend. I'm quite happy to finally have my own place. First of all, I never have to worry if someone else forgot to lock the doors at night or turn the oven off or something like that. When I'm fully responsible for everything, I feel better; more confident that things get done right. I'm converting the second bedroom into my study. BOOKS EVERYWHERE. It'll be wonderful. My parents are bringing up a bookshelf for me, in addition to some other things. I'm also going to start scouring yard sales and craig's list for bookshelves and other things I need for my home. But, I had been lending one of my roomies my down comforter since he moved here in February. I lurve my comforter. It is so warm and wonderful. However, my roomie had nothing, bed wise, so I was happy to loan it. My roomie held on to the comforter until this week, at which point he washed it and ruined it (also, he had bled on it previously. Yuck. Didn't t...

Apparently, that is what I am now. I get business cards soon. For all your ruffly needs. I've found that I rather enjoy joining the rest of the suits and skirts on the daily commute. I listen to the radio and drink my coffee, run through my never ending To Do list. I realize that I have a "real job" now. It's pretty sweet. I have tons of responsibility that I never had before; if I screw up here, it effects more than just me and my paycheck. That being said, I am often asking for MORE responsibility. "Whatever I can do..." I mention to my BossLady, a mother and owner of a small business. Every week here is more crazy than the last, she's told me. It's so true. I'm still learning... learning a lot. Tomorrow, I have to call a bunch of people who applied to become retailers. "I'm kind of unsure...." What do I ask? What do I say? Suggestions and answer for their many questions? "And, that's okay!" says BossMan. I'm not...

Tired of all of those surveys made up by high school kids?! 'Have you ever kissed someone? Missed someone? Told someone you loved them? Drank alcohol?' 38 questions for the people who are a little older... 1. What bill do you hate paying the most? As if there is one I enjoy paying? Oh, very well. Credit card bills. They remind me of previous idiotic mistakes. 2. Where was the last place you had a romantic dinner? Oh that's easy. We only ever go to Sakura. We went on Thursday night! It was wonderfully delicious. 3. What do you really want to be doing right now? Well, not much. I guess if I didn't want to be doing this survey, I wouldn't be doing it. I wish I was hanging out with Kevvy though. 4. How many colleges did you attend? Three. A community college, then transferred to BAC, then moved to Anderson (Anderson University), then got homesick for BAC and went back!!! 5. Why did you choose the shirt that you have on right now? Umm, I am not wearing a shirt. I am...