Fwah. Yes. Fwah.
I just got off of work and finished making dinner (chicken fajitas, in case you were wondering). I hope they're ok, because I completely forgot about the chicken and left it in the marinade for an extra day, so we'll see. I actually really like to cook and I'm trying to find new, healthy things to make. So far, nothing. But I imagine that if there ever comes a day when I have nothing going on and can devote a day to cooking, I'll make the healthiest meal ever!
Anyway, I read a bit further into Stop in the Name of Pants (strangely enough, as I was typing that, Ultraviolet, the song from the movie, came on my computer). To be honest, I like Masimo the least of all of Georgia's potential snogees. Everyone knows she's supposed to be with Dave the Laugh. Too bad she doesn't.
I don't know, I feel like I'm stuck in a rut. A style rut. This is what happens when you have to pay rent and can't afford to buy new clothes, I suppose. I really want to go shopping. I have 2 tank tops. Just 2. It's depressing, really.
I don't really have anything interesting to say, so that is all for now.
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