And to celebrate, I'm gonna go take my fancy new whiskey stones and pour myself a nice glass o' Fireball.

Apparently it was some mishap on the insurance company's end that they don't want to own up to: "well, it was there, and we don't know how!".

Right.

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What's the best way to celebrate a birthday?

With a DUI and license suspension that aren't yours and don't show up anywhere except for insurance.

Huzzah!

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So, the problem with having Netflix and being in crappy moods is that I end up watching Asian horror/thriller/suspense movies all day long.

Currently it's Visible Secrets, and it's not very good. :/

I should really go cut the grass, dust the house, and shred those papers that I need to shred. I still have to bake Dave his cheesecake, and I have my own to bake as well. His is going to be root beer flavored, mine will be ginger. I should make some ginger liqueur for mine.

I don't really want to do any of those things.

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Today, I was again, feeling blah (almost wrote black, thanks Santorum), but also hungry. We didn't do grocery shopping this week, since we were travelling Sunday.

So there is not much in the house, aside from standard stockpiles for 2+ people.

I remembered I had a new box o' butter, some flour, and some maple syrup, so I set out to make maple shortbread. I did some research and the general consensus was 1 sugar, 2 butter, 3 flour, which is close to my original estimation of 1 sugar, 2 butter, 4 flour. The "proper" mix netted me 12 shortbreads.

So I mixed it, I baked it, I waited (not long enough), and ended up with somewhat-successful shortbreads.

They could be a bit more maple-y, and I should have left them in the oven for at least another five minutes. I ate too many and now I'm nauseated. :(

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I usually realise things, way too late.

The people who gave you shit when you were younger, mean nothing.
The people who give you shit all the time, shouldn't mean anything, but it's always the ones who want to claim "love"/"blood"/"can get away with it because of relationship" who are the worst assholes. The worst.

I really should go clean the house.

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My face is clean!

I found my face soap for sale again!

When it's back in stock, I'm gonna buy three of them!

Exclamation point!

Bang!

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