Snakes on a Plane!
Aug. 24th, 2006 03:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xansOkay, so that movie is out today. Down here. But I will probably wait 'til Tuesday to see it. But it shall be awesome if I can. 'Specially after what ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
diea told me. Hehehehehe.
Anyway, yesterday I was at the library in the morning, but it was just so sunny and nice that I had to talk a walk along the waterfront and stuff...but later in the afternoon, I did go back to the library and I happened to settle down on the same couch I'd been sitting on in the morning, although with a different book. Well, this guy approaches me and felt the need to come up and say 'hi, couldn't help but notice you're in the same spot now that I saw you in four hours ago have you been here this whole time?' and it was just kinda weird, but funny, and he wasn't creepy.
I got kind of distracted at one point, 'cause I happened to look over and see, of all people, this girl from Palmy that used to make me think ofmikazuki. I mean, they don't even look alike, and the girl I'm pretty sure is English, but for some reason last year she used to give me Cori-vibes. Ehhh. I was surprised to see her, but couldn't say anything 'cause this other guy Grant was talking to me.
Also, when I was out on my walk along the waterfront, I got a bit of a fright when I felt the shockwave and then heard the bang of a cannon. Well, up on this bluff they were doing 21 guns for the signing of the Governer-General or somesuch. Didn't know it was going to happen but was kinda cool to see and really fun to feel the shock of each shot.
Glenn, the guy who looks after the place I'm staying at, said to me that if I washed this huge pile of dirty dishes in the kitchen, he and Grant (not the same Grant from the library) would make me a chocolate cake. He was saying it kind of in jest, but I said, "All right, you're on," and washed all those dishes. But it turns out, the cake is not made, but still in it's box. He gives me the box of cake mix and three eggs.
...okay, slight problem where there's no cake tin and I also need a measuring cup... so off to the supermarket I go with intent to buy a disposable cake tin, but they didn't have on and a non-stick thing was only $5. I also got some chocolate chips and some chilli powder, for added fun. If you've never tried it, do, because chocolate and chilli actually make a delicious combination.
So I mix up the cake and everything. It's Betty Crocker Devil's Food and on the box it says there's ready made frosting, right? But... there was no frosting. Fuckers. I'm going to call them about it, too, 'cause it's all over the box that there should be. I ended up melting some more chocolate chips and spreading that on top of the cake instead, but damnit, there should have been frosting.
Well, since Glenn and Grant did not, in fact, make me the chocolate cake, I have every intention of teasing Glenn about it... like, sit there eating some and say, "MMmm, this cake's delicious, Glenn. Oh, you want some? But you didn't make it! Oh no, that'll be a bourbon and coke for each slice, thanks." :P I'll make him pay, anyway, 'cause I know he wants some.
Hee.
Fin.
diea told me. Hehehehehe.Anyway, yesterday I was at the library in the morning, but it was just so sunny and nice that I had to talk a walk along the waterfront and stuff...but later in the afternoon, I did go back to the library and I happened to settle down on the same couch I'd been sitting on in the morning, although with a different book. Well, this guy approaches me and felt the need to come up and say 'hi, couldn't help but notice you're in the same spot now that I saw you in four hours ago have you been here this whole time?' and it was just kinda weird, but funny, and he wasn't creepy.
I got kind of distracted at one point, 'cause I happened to look over and see, of all people, this girl from Palmy that used to make me think of
mikazuki. I mean, they don't even look alike, and the girl I'm pretty sure is English, but for some reason last year she used to give me Cori-vibes. Ehhh. I was surprised to see her, but couldn't say anything 'cause this other guy Grant was talking to me.Also, when I was out on my walk along the waterfront, I got a bit of a fright when I felt the shockwave and then heard the bang of a cannon. Well, up on this bluff they were doing 21 guns for the signing of the Governer-General or somesuch. Didn't know it was going to happen but was kinda cool to see and really fun to feel the shock of each shot.
Glenn, the guy who looks after the place I'm staying at, said to me that if I washed this huge pile of dirty dishes in the kitchen, he and Grant (not the same Grant from the library) would make me a chocolate cake. He was saying it kind of in jest, but I said, "All right, you're on," and washed all those dishes. But it turns out, the cake is not made, but still in it's box. He gives me the box of cake mix and three eggs.
...okay, slight problem where there's no cake tin and I also need a measuring cup... so off to the supermarket I go with intent to buy a disposable cake tin, but they didn't have on and a non-stick thing was only $5. I also got some chocolate chips and some chilli powder, for added fun. If you've never tried it, do, because chocolate and chilli actually make a delicious combination.
So I mix up the cake and everything. It's Betty Crocker Devil's Food and on the box it says there's ready made frosting, right? But... there was no frosting. Fuckers. I'm going to call them about it, too, 'cause it's all over the box that there should be. I ended up melting some more chocolate chips and spreading that on top of the cake instead, but damnit, there should have been frosting.
Well, since Glenn and Grant did not, in fact, make me the chocolate cake, I have every intention of teasing Glenn about it... like, sit there eating some and say, "MMmm, this cake's delicious, Glenn. Oh, you want some? But you didn't make it! Oh no, that'll be a bourbon and coke for each slice, thanks." :P I'll make him pay, anyway, 'cause I know he wants some.
Hee.
Fin.
