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[naiadknight]

BLACKMAIL!!!!!
just joking.

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I. HATE. CRAMPS.

That might be TMI, but I'm up at 3:30am and NOT happy.

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Had a blast with Naiad, Geek, and BS last night. Learned that in Thai restaurants, mine needs to be MILD. I think I need to cook the veggies a bit more if I decide to make curry. Coffee (and dark chocolate) was tasty.

Smoothies with blueberries and blackberries are a fail. They're not sweet enough for our tastes, and my blender can't blend in the seedy stuff, so they're gritty. Yeeeeeahh. No. Going to get more peaches and pineapple and strawberries today. Oh, and full-fat coconut milk separates out if you keep it in the fridge, so I'm going to have to either store what I've opened out of the fridge, or nuke it in the morning to mix it back together.

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1) Naiad makes insanely good spaghetti sauce.
2) She kept me up past my bedtime playing Munchkin.
3) I woke up at 6:30 anyways.
4) I think a nap might be in order later today. Or at least an earlier bedtime.

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I have decided that when I get my tax refund, I'm going to get a pair of VFFs. Now I just have to decide which kind...

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Green smoothie for breakfast.

Taco meat & cheese for lunch.

No idea what's for dinner yet. BS is out of town, so it'll just be me. Hmmm...

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Meat does not sound tasty right now. On the other hand, the idea of a mashed sweet potato with real butter and pumpkin spice is making me drool. Guess what I'm having for dinner?

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Oh, and I think I'm going to give BS a heart attack and stop by my parents' house to pick up some big tupperware containers so I can pack some stuff tonight.

Or I might chop my hair off. Meh.

Can't decide.

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I went with option 3. Go to the Japanese hibachi place with Dad and eat sushi.

My tummy thinks I should have skipped the rice around the outside of the roll...

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This week, I should be organizing stuff for moving next week and cooking for going out of town this weekend.

This weekend, out of town (fiance & kids get to meet Dad's side of the family).

Next week:
Monday: clean frantically (I don't just not eat wheat, I can't have it. Kitchen must be fully disinfected/de-germed) and try to figure out how to fill out an apartment inspection sheet without BS.

Tuesday: Bookshelves and books get moved. I get to unpack them so we can use the boxes they're in to move everything else.

Wednesday: I'll probably still be unpacking books.

Thursday: moving the kitchen, hopefully.

Friday: moving all the $%@%@#$^! stored in the apartment and its shelving.

Saturday: Guys haul furniture (a bed, an easy chair, and a curio cabinet). I keep unpacking everything else.

Sunday: Make sure old place will pass inspection.

Just the idea of this gives me the heebie jeebies. I HATE moving.