Ooh it's like you read my mind. I have been receiving donation phone calls from my old university every day for the past week and a half. I don't want to get mad at the kids who call because I'm sure they're just given a list and a phone but holy cow!

They should have attempted to raise the flags of all nations.

Last time I took vicodin (ear infection) the ONLY thing it did was make me extremely nauseated. No pain relief whatsoever. And sorry if I replied to this wrong, first time commenting with the new system.

Spoiler warning - in season 3 Daenarys gets an iPhone.

My husband is the exact opposite, he can't stand any sort of dramatic tension and begs me to spoil movies for him. We're at the point now where if I've seen something he hasn't, I'll just give him a full run down off the bat so he can watch anxiety free.

My grandparents are thin as rails and what do they pour on their cereal in the morning? Half-and-half.

I've been awake for 24 hours and counting with some kind of supercold that Nyquil can't even touch and strangely enough I'm fatigued but not sleepy. Under normal conditions definitely an owl, though. My ideal day would run 11am - 3am.

Only way I could ever have gotten my (humble) home was through a 0-down USDA rural development mortgage program, available because we live in a rural area and are below certain income limits.

It's my favorite for getting that last smidge of dip out of the cup.

Just this morning I was pulling out a pair of pants that I had stashed on top of my jewelry box. Well the pants got stuck on something so I gave them a good yank and the jewelry box came toppling down right onto my foot. I was howling and rolling around on the floor and trying to scoop up all my spilled earrings and…

Ditto, until I read some tips from a pro photographer about lowering your chin and kind of thrusting your forehead towards the camera. It feels odd as all heck, but damn if I haven't taken some nice selfies that way, and they weren't the abnormal angle / half dark MySpace kind of pics.

But if my organs are people won't they count as dependents on my tax returns?

Scandalous!

Sub in hot cocoa for the coffee and you have my perfect breakfast.

I agree, meatbag!

That pic suddenly makes me wonder what Lynch-directed live-action Aeon Flux would be like.

No cravings, but a serious aversion to dairy. It's a physical thing, too, like for five days of the month I'm lactose intolerant.

Cat people run, run like the wind.

Shoesforcrews.com (the dress shoes) are all I wear now.

On a whim, I once added some slivered roasted almonds to the tuna salad I was having for lunch and omg, so good!