June 11, 2010 by sandwichcontrol
Good Friday morning to you all. First off the bat this morning is my new article. It is up on the City Wire and you can read it here.
So, I took my chemistry test yesterday. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I was expecting. So, that said, I think I did well on it. Of, course I have been known to be wrong about tests before, but I feel fairly confident that I aced it. I expect all of you to send some seriously good mojo to the magic clicker box that holds my score.
After finishing my test, I returned to Lippincottonia to discover the metric shit ton of free ice cream that I have been awaiting. We had been working for this ice cream parlour/paint-your-own-pottery joint for a while now, doing firings for them, and they, sadly, have to close their doors. They are the same place that I got Sandwich Station Alpha Uno from. Anyways, they hooked us up with some free ice cream as well. Some of the cartons have names written on them like “peach” or “fat elvis” and others just have a two letter code like “MA”. I’ve got so much ice cream (not really, more like 16pints) that I could build a castle. Then, I’d make everyone call me Morris Day. It’s like that I time that I tried to win a life size X-Wing fighter, the universe decided not to let me have it because I would have insisted that everyone call me Rogue Leader.
So, last night I stayed up late with Pancake Land to finish watching season 4 of Angel. Despite all of the insane, sappy, mushy, ridiculous crap that they pulled in this season, they managed to end it really well. Wrapped up almost every loose end. Normally, after the birthing a middle-aged black woman thing especially, we would have stopped watching by now. But we soldiered through it because Spike returns in season 5. Well, his ghost does anyway. Or so I hear. I don’t know for certain, but my sources (P.L. looked on IMDB) say that he comes back. Plus, I mean Buffy just ended. I kind of feel like I should have been watching them together to understand what was going on. Not that it would have made much more sense combined, but it would have some comfort knowing our Sunnydale time line in L.A. You know, to see when who goes where in between the two. Whatever. The shows are stupid and ridiculous. I just want to see Spike again. And maybe for Cordelia to die.
Well, I need to go get ready for work. After the promise of rain all week, it looks like it might actually happen to day. It’ll be a good day for my garden if it does. More soon. ~SC
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