1. Name five things in your refrigerator.
Soy milk, blue cheese dressing, spare batteries, spaghetti sauce, and three bottles of Negra Modelo leftover from graduation. In May.
2. Name five things in your freezer.
A Kringle danish, some fish sticks, half a bag of snickers minis, lots of frozen veggies, and some baking soda.
3. Name five things under your kitchen sink.
Dish soap, scouring cleanser, plant food, hummingbird food, and some ant traps.
4. Name five things around your computer.
Plants, a beer mug full of sharpies, a basket of pens, a messy pile of nsyncland dvds, and a bottle of The Thymes' fresh basil hand lotion.
5. Name five things in your medicine cabinet.
Dental floss, Benadryl, a variety of sun block products that I forget to use, Neosporin ointment, and fingernail clippers.
Today I officially changed the title of the story I'm working on. No longer will it be called "HA, right," because it may actually turn into a story I can live with. For a very brief second it was also... JuC... but then I came to my senses when Chris took over, as he always does. Happy birthday, you bastard.
So begins another love/hate journey, where I try to plot and Chris and JC laugh hysterically and do whatever the hell they please. Why do I do this to myself?
Oh. Yeah. Because I like it.
:) :) :)