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Liz n Dick
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Yeah!  I was totally like HELL NO! if by "HELL NO!" you mean "fell into a depressed shame spiral at being incapable of jogging".  (This is why it was a good thing that I told everyone I know, as well as many internet people I don't really know — accountability!  You can't quit if everyone's asking you how your fitness

I felt the same way in my early 20s — very much at loose ends, with little confidence in my ability to find and keep friends, and no real sense of what I was doing with my life.  Somehow, after having what I hope was a quarter-life crisis around my 25th birthday, it suddenly started looking up.  Just… like, life

My cousin stopped by for a visit once when she was road-tripping from Boulder to New York.  She was telling me about how she stopped to get some snacks for her kids… and then realized in the Whole Foods parking lot, while wearing her yoga pants and carrying a huge soy coffee concoction, and climbing into her Prius

You gave it a good run, though.

Holy shit!  That guy's a keeper!

Thank you for this link — I strongly suspect it's going to become 5:00 in a hurry today.

Sadly, I had to quite C25K after Week 3 because it was fucking up my knee.  It really depressed me for a while, because I felt like I was too fat to be able to exercise without having to pay exorbitant gym fees or whatever… but in the end I'm really happy because I love my gym.  (My sister also joined the gym, and now

@avclub-bca3531762af8a993c4f60c48fd5e33b:disqus Liked for the Monadnock Building — my favorite skyscraper!

Happy birthday!  How about making that scotch a double?

New play pretties!  Kitchen gadgets are the best.  I just ordered a julienne vegetable peeler, which I can't wait to try out.  ::looks impatiently out the window, willing the UPS guy to show up::

Congratulations!  Sounds like you're doing great!

Mid 30's spinster, living with my sister and our many cats in Central New Jersey.  If not for TI, would be an inveterate lurker.  I'm what my father called a "commie pinko" (read: "liberal"), and I need to retire for more time for all my gardening, sewing, photography, music-listening, cooking, etc.

Once again, your iPod kicks my iPod's ass.  I need to sit mine down and have a stern talk with it.

I believe I'm going to spend the day watching my sister play Mass Effect 2 while I work on the Christmas stocking I'm needlepointing.  You know, the standard 4th of July thing.

That's extremely crappy — I'm so sorry.  :(

Does anyone else here remember a story read on Reading Rainbow some time in the early '80s about a girl and her grandmother making a quilt?  I have no recollection at all of what the name of the book was, or really what happened in it, but there was a sound effect of scissors cutting fabric in it that I just loved

I made the best mashed potatoes in the history of ever last night.  They had some homemade yogurt in them, and some minced garlic that had just come out of the garden, and some fresh parsley.  I consider myself something of a mashed potato expert, but these were truly sublime.  They went with some turkey weisswurst,

I've never had one either.  I wasn't cool enough as a kid to get to eat them, and once you're an adult the moment has really passed.

I made lavender bitters last year and somehow ended up with, like, a half-pound of lavender.  I keep thinking about infusing vodka, but a little bit goes a long way; I'd need a lot of vodka to use this all up.

John Zorn - "Poverty (Once Upon a Time in America)"
Afghan Whigs - "Kiss the Floor"
The Melvins - "Rat Faced Granny"
Tango Saloon - "Kiss of Death"
Twilight Singers - "Gunshots"