Dear White Sox: What. The. Fuck. Is. This. Shit. no love, –sabrina Dear Cleveland Indians: I still don’t like Grady Sizemore. But I might watch a couple of your games so I can live vicariously and remember what it’s like to see a baseball game that doesn’t make me want to shut the television off […]
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i want this t-shirt. and this one. badly. stupid trying to save money. stupid not allowed to buy self nerdy t-shirts. stupid budget!
i have white sox tickets for tonight’s game. naturally, the weather forecast calls for 50-some degree temperatures, and thunderstorms at game time. *sigh*
i had time to kill between 5 and 6:30, so i decided to go to the homely despot and scope out window air conditioner units, since i had been thinking of getting one for home. (i have two portable units, of i think 10,000 btus apiece, but they had trouble coping some times last summer […]
i discovered something new this evening. if you try to make jell-o instant pudding with rice milk instead of cow milk, it doesn’t work, and you wind up with bowls of pudding soup sitting in your fridge. now i’m sad. that was my very favorite flavor of pudding. alas.
