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Squishy squishy trail mix.

I couldn't find a pic of the plain Sage version, which is my favorite. But Stove Top Stuffing is a snack. I make a packet for Thanksgiving to serve along side the duck and end up snacking on that damned bowl of soggy hot bread crumbs like a park duck the rest of the day.

Weird Al was skipped again. Fart them.

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Hank and Dean are the grandkids of Force Majeure on one side and Jonas Venture on the other - two mortal enemies during the golden age of costumed villainy and super science adventures.

It's a Lahfee!

Yep, the original Hank and Dean had genetic contributions from two entirely separate people - Debbie and Rusty. Hank got his blonde hair and impulse control issues from his 'mom' genetics while Dean got his darker hair and cautiousness from his 'dad' genetics. They were never pure Rusty clones at all. Rusty likely got her ovaries which would mean he'd only have so many eggs to use for this experiment [ so she wouldn't have to worry about a ton of her genetics running around ]. He got two viable fraternal twins and then pulled cloning material from them at some point when something happened to the originals so he wouldn't lose his kids again.

My new perfume for work during the hell-iday shopping season...

Close. It's more like the time I saved the last nog of the season to use as the first drink for my stint as a host of the Traveling Shotglass, didn't check to see the expiration date [ because it wasn't that old... ] and ended up with a glass of ass because nog is already thicc. >.< I either drink it immediately until it's gone completely in a single go and get ill or try to keep from drinking it immediately until it becomes Nog Roulette.

I had my first HoHoHo Mint Mocha from Caribou today. It was delicious and hails the end of Pumpkin Bitch season. Otherwise I'll have one quart of nog at some point this year because I love nog but can't be trusted with it.

Kitty just fought off a wave from the 5th dimension. She wants treats for her service.

Someone is cutting corners at McD's. Their fries weren't nearly as salty as I remember nor did they stay crisp longer than a few minutes once out of the bag. I inhaled them anyway since I'm starving but almost didn't fight the nausea because of the disappoint. Don't screw with my damn fries. I get them so rarely as it is.

Just when I splurged on the boxed set [ and ended up reading the last 10 books in frenzy of book lust <.< >.> ], naturally this happened. But good, I want to watch the rest of the series even if it's in extended pieces. I don't want to subscribe to Crunchyroll at this time just to watch it because I have far too many physical things to watch on my end first. If I ever clear the entertainment slush pile, then maybe.

Not cool, feets. Disco needs you to work, damnit. Hate to say it but bone spurs? Once one of those kicks in, it feels like your bones are made of busted glass during flare ups.

Everything's a JoJo reference.

For the feti that don't recognize the various. Jon Bon Jovi / Steven Taylor Ozzy / Kevin Cronin

Definitely not. I was the one that got beat for everything and did the emancipation thing after ending up in foster care for a bit so none of them could try to claim anything from me ever again.

*orders another bookcase for delivery 'Hey! For only $70 more, you can have someone put it together for you or walk you through the process over your computer!' It's a damn bookcase, not the next submarine for billionaire tourists. Check your history, this is like my 10th one from you. The instructions are in stick figures. Pay me $70 for even seeing that suggestion - that would make the bookcase free and I could order a pizza and wings with the extra. I've taken my aggression out on the beggar squirrel who has figured out she can jump high enough to reach the bird feeder to raid it...by hitting her with a super soaker through the window every time she's jumped on it all day today. It wouldn't be so bad but she's knocking things over and keeping the little birds from getting anything. Let the wrens have their feeder - they toss the peanut bits on the ground anyway as too big for them so eat them then, ya furry flying pig.

The plunger on the French press stripped its tread or something mid-plunge. I now have half a coffee carafe that may or may not surprise me with a sludge waterfall. Messing with my coffees, bold move French press.

I was wondering what was going on when the notification pinged. I have a traveler's backpack now that holds as much as the carry-on roller luggage. My last minute packing game is still crap though. Currently thinking about how I still have 30 books left to my reading goal for the year and how I keep picking up the 'boring' books which seem to take twice as long to read because reading the fun books means blitzing a fun book and then it can never be read again for the first time.

Needs more Michael Bay explosions.

Of all the things to regenerate, I did not need the esophageal muscles responsible for vomiting to self-repair. I was fine with the nausea. I'm not fine with needing a Listerine breath strip in order to go to sleep.

Yeah...that was on an episode of one of the streaming shows featuring mostly Max. Never ever give one of the WS Inmates an inflatable farm animal. Learn from my mistake. >.<