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I buy items from the distressed pile, of course! Today's impulse buys included a bag of cat food with a rip in it (half price, and it doesn't expire till next year, so I'm sure it's fine) and just-add-water mix for the spiced chai I used to get at the Koffee Klatch in Laguna Beach. Mmm, nostalgia. It's not as good as the kind I make from scratch (less spice, more sweetness), but it's good enough to take to work and mix with hot water for deliciousness. Awww, yeah. Also at the hardware store I got a new reflective goes-under-the-burner pan thingy for the stove, to replace the one that wouldn't stop getting all icky and rusty (this kind of thing I ignored when I was renting, but I care deeply now that it's my stove I can't keep clean) and gloves to protect my dainty little hands from the scariness that is oven cleaner.

Speaking of spring cleaning, it's a lovely enough day outside that I'm opening windows all over the house and airing things out. Yay for fresh air! And perhaps in the bestest news of all, the hippie home and garden place has red currant plants!

Okay, I thought I had more to say but then I got distracted by other stuff for half an hour so I'm going to go ahead and post this. Life is good.

So I really am working on my Sundance application, but um, I'm easily distracted when I have to write about me in a context more structured than this journal (and if you think this is bad, you clearly didn't watch me avoid applying to college).

1. Go into your LJ's archives.
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your lj along with these instructions.

And my sentence is:

That sounded cheesy and futile as I wrote it, let alone upon rereading. (18 March 2003, close to the eve of the second Iraq war and all that)

I'm glad I'm generally happier and less angsty now, although it sucks that the U.S. is still being a bunch of retarded imperialists on the international relations end of things.

It was jmpava's entry about this meme that got me to jump on the bandwagon, so you can blame him if you want. I say, "dangit Pava, like I needed to procrastinate MORE?" but it's all out of love.