Archive for February, 2005
Joy
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 21, 2005
I bought myself a kitchenaid mixer off of Ebay. Its Lavender, and brand spanking new. I am so happy!
An open apology to homemade tapioca
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 12, 2005
THIS IS SOOOO GOOD! It is so much better than that crap you get out of a box. Or one of those little plastic cups. I did jazz it up a little with lemon zest and almond extract, but really, that doesn’t account for how wonderful it is.
Books
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 12, 2005
Just when I think I’ve finished all the good books in the world, I get lucky and find a new series or a new author. I just reread a series by Jacqueline Carey. LOVE them. They are about an anguissette. She is a courtesan, and a spy. She likes pain. I dig pain too, so there you have it.
On the folly of starting a recipe without really reading the directions.
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 12, 2005
SC
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 12, 2005
All of these weird things keep happening in SC. Freakish, scary, redneck things. I lived there for a while in another life. I am glad I was reincarnated. That life sucked.
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 11, 2005
Friday, February 11, 2005
COLUMBIA, S.C. – Dozens of birds, drunk from eating holly berries, crashed into the glass of an office building and died earlier this week.
“It was like an Alfred Hitchcock movie,” worker Denise Wilkinson said. “It was spooky. You could hear them where they flew into the glass.”
Warm weather and an ample supply of berries attracted hundreds of cedar waxwings into the enclosed courtyard of the three-story building Tuesday,
The birds began getting drunk on the berries. They got so loopy that some were falling off branches and others were slamming into the glass walls that enclose the courtyard, said Burgess Mills, the building’s owner.
About half of the 100 birds that slammed into the building died, workers said.
Groundskeepers have tried to help the birds by putting tape on windows or nets over the holly trees to keep them from eating the berries, Mills said.
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Information from: The State, http://www.thestate.com

Speechless
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 11, 2005
I have to be really surprised to be speechless. I am.
I am 25, and I am going to be a big sister, again. For the 7th time.
I am happy about baby, oh yes. Pissed as hell at my dad.
Left the poor mommy to be alone for 6 months, didn’t bother to tell me, or anyone else for that matter. Poor mtb thought baby would have no family. No chance of that. I love baby brothers, and sisters, for that matter.
Its just odd, though. My daughter will have an uncle 18 months younger than her.
its just too weird for words. I am sitting here trying to digest it so I can sleep.
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 9, 2005
Oh, dear, someone should not let me on the internet alone. This is what happens when you type in random words into a fairy tale generater
Once upon a time there has a young RESPIRATORY THERAPIST named SHELDON. He was DOING NOTHING in the GRAND forest when he met RED BLAKE, a run-away DOMINATRIX from the SEXY Queen JENNY.
SHELDON could see that RED BLAKE was hungry so he reached into his BASIN and give him his MASCULINE CURRY. RED BLAKE was thankful for SHELDON‘s CURRY, so he told SHELDON a very CORPULENT story about Queen JENNY‘s daughter ROBIN. How her mother, the SEXY Queen JENNY, kept her locked away in a SHACK protected by a gigantic UNICORN, because ROBIN was so SLIM.
SHELDON WALKED. He vowed to RED BLAKE the DOMINATRIX that he would save the SLIM ROBIN. He would KISS the UNICORN, and take ROBIN far away from her eveil mother, the SEXY Queen JENNY, and FIGHT her.
Then, all of the sudden, there was a HUNGRY TORNADO and RED BLAKE the DOMINATRIX began to laugh. With a puff of smoke he turned into the gigantic UNICORN from his story. SEXY Queen JENNY RAN out from behind a SWEDISH MADE PENIS ENLARGER and struck SHELDON dead. In the far off SHACK you could hear a LOW, SULTRY MOAN.
THE END.
Posted by nothingwitty in Uncategorized on February 9, 2005
I am pure evil. I lie awake at night devising schemes of world domination, and I will not rest until all living souls bend to my will.
This is true. Just tonight I put a curse on Jeff’s English Teacher.



