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I wish it could be '88 forever
Dec. 11th, 2005 09:51 pmCourtesy of Xenoix, I now have, truly, a R4D1C4L boxen. His old one, but still cooler than mine, all fast dual processors and roomy memory. So I have 'net access back, and that is a beautiful thing. I've been catching up on the friends list, and reading, and getting rid of phlegm from the being ill that you didn't have to hear anything about due to my being 'netless.
My pack is slowly reforming. People are congregating nearer to my space, people who are comfortable with palling around, comparionable arms thrown across shoulders, physical sparring and verbal judo. It's tubular. I'm stoked.
AND HAPPY! I've got burned cookies, but a really good spice cookie recipe, once we cut back on the oven time. They taste pretty good, even considering being partially black and hard as a rock. Like dwarf bread. Or Hagrid's cakes. Or something fannish, hard to eat, and obscurely good-tasting. Two loads of cookies are done, twelve more to go, YAY!
My pack is slowly reforming. People are congregating nearer to my space, people who are comfortable with palling around, comparionable arms thrown across shoulders, physical sparring and verbal judo. It's tubular. I'm stoked.
AND HAPPY! I've got burned cookies, but a really good spice cookie recipe, once we cut back on the oven time. They taste pretty good, even considering being partially black and hard as a rock. Like dwarf bread. Or Hagrid's cakes. Or something fannish, hard to eat, and obscurely good-tasting. Two loads of cookies are done, twelve more to go, YAY!
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