die.

[cimorene]

walked with perry what seemed like three miles from my apartment to the apotek on tavastgatan across from the post office. left him outside, then left him again at ruokovarasto on the way back. being left places upsets him so he was jumping around anxiously. the bags were heavy. it started snowing hard.

let us never speak of it again.

but now i have ibuprofen.


i'm tired of making toll house cookies so i've decided i won't do it again until i get a hold of some smarties or other m&m's replacement.

in honor of duncan macleod's scottishness i'm going to make traditional scotch shortbread for the party instead.

so, uh. be prepared for lots of butter, guys.

i burned house 1.05 for mace and csi:ny 1.15 to watch before it occurred to me that you, mace, might already have the slashy csi:ny in question. but... oh well.

emma, when would you like your badfic last herald mage badfic back? i haven't read it yet because i'm savouring the anticipation, but... i could.

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[cimness.livejournal.com]

dammit. how did i get that wrong? wax says you can borrow her copy anyway.

:headdesk:

shall i bring bagels as well as shortbread? or do you still have the same cream cheese and crackery stuff as usual? (actually we're out of cream cheese, so if you don't have that there's little point in bringing bagels.)