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yhlee,

oracne,

amphibiouswords,

superplin, your packages have been shipped out!

fannishly and I went to check out the new Brazilian BBQ place in town. I am so full of meat right now. I think I have eaten about a month's worth of protein or something! But man, was it good. Also, I had some heart of palm salad, and another salad with some sort of cactus in it or something. I really like heart of palm. It actually reminds me a bit of bamboo shoots, just because of the occasional woodiness on the outside and the layers. Speaking of which, Trader Joe's has a really good artichoke and heart of palm salad that I should get more often. And the dessert (chocolate passion fruit tart, very mellow chocolate) had fresh whipped cream by the side! I'm so addicted to whipped cream right now, and it's all because of the green tea frappucinos. Evil. I'm actually tempted to get a stand mixer just so I can have fresh whipped cream, because fresh whipped cream is so, so, so much better than the canned stuff. Gaaaaaaah.

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I've been having some sort of LJ writer's block or something. I've got tons of topics I want to blog about in my head, but every time I sit down to write them, I run out of words. I think I've been putting too much thought into this -- am not professional writer, LJ is for fun. Ergo, I blather on about absolutely nothing now!

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fannishly has noticed that I have begun to look like my pets. Of course, my sister would counter and say that I have been looking rodent-like for quite some time now! It was actually really embarrassing... I responded to one of Angela's emails, and she said she could totally see me at my cubicle, doing a ratty look, thinking "What to do? What to do???" just like Fitz-rat does when confronted with the option of two pieces of tasty food.

I have been training Fitz-rat to lie on his back! Well, actually, I've mostly been sticking my nose in his squishy rat tummy (right upon the Mark of Destiny) and scritching his back at the same time. So I'm sure he's got that "What to do??" look, because a) he's on his back and his tummy is exposed and it's awful! but b) mmmmmmmmm scritching. To give you all the full mental picture, basically, it looks like I have a rat on my face. Since I do. Uh. Yeah. I expose my poor fuzzes to numerous indignities.

But it's working! Fitz-rat is staying longer and longer on his back and even sort of lazing back and licking my fingers like Fool-rat does. Haha! I am triumphant!

(Besides the whole having a rat on my face thing. Rat scratches on the forehead are very difficult to explain.)

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I need to go to Fry's to get an SD card reader, due to the recent computer mishaps. Embarrassingly, the main motivation for this is so I can spam you all with pictures of cute hats from my birthday, more rat pictures, and pictures of my stuffed animals (starring Fool-rat the II, Mervin the Frog/Mervin the Flourescent Green Shark, Bob the Honest Armadillo, the Beast of the Lamp, and Mr. Snuggums). Why yes, Bob-the-Honest-Armadillo, I do indeed still name all my stuffed animals. It is a daunting task, requiring much scrutiny of personality and the like, but I do it. Except my poor flourescent green T-Rex, who is still nameless. Maybe I will christian him Barney. He sort of looks like a Barney.

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Another reason I haven't been posting lately is because every time I'm online, I'm furiously snitching things off