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I'll have a second serving of spaghetti but without the meatballs this time. It's Friday evening and the snow is finally going away. Let's celebrate!

I would say that vagueness defined my life, it it wasn't so oxymoronic.

I'm a Kook.

Moog, sometimes I think we're twins of different mothers (and generations).

^_^

This weather... I would rather have one day of heavy rain, all day, than 4 days of light rain, fogginess, and cloudy skies.
It's projected to rain until Monday or Tuesday. -.-

Went to swim meet.
Ended up standing in lobby because people I was with wanted to do that instead.

My friends and I are going to take in my pop cans tomorrow. I'm guessing that I'll be getting $60 for my empties. if I keep my expectations low, I won't be disappointed.

Surface spray, why must you make breathing unbearable & nauseating even with all the windows open??

I can't treat the cockroaches in this place if the spray nearly kills me too

My autistic quirks are my rays of sunshine.

Ugh same here! My mom says that the bad weather is probably what's made me feel so mentally and emotionally unstable lately. She kind of hinted that she thinks I might have Seasonal Affective Disorder. I wouldn't be surprised if I did. I can remember always feeling hopeless and depressed in the wintertime.

Yeah, you might want to look into that. I don't know too much about it, but I find it really interesting and would like to read more.
All the pressure and fronts make me have headaches. I can kind of feel down in the wintertime, but not too badly. I like chilly weather.

I want to brew my own cider one day. I even want to grow my own apples for it too.

I wish he can hear me sing right now.

On the other hand, that would be kind of creepy, to have a random voice that just bursts into song in your head:

Me (sings): "Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be all right, no one can hurt you now. Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound."
Him: Wait, WTF is that voice? Ahhhh! Get away from me!! !! !

When we next meet:

Me: (poker face)
Him: (poker face)

And that's when we both back away slowly, never to speak to each other again.

Ding dong, the witch is dead! Which old witch? The SOPA witch

Man, I wish more people cared about owning rocket/recoilless launchers as they do about their internet freedom.