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So, DH sucked last night, except for the bits about Deirdre. I tried to watch Grey's Anatomy, but I couldn't get into it. Izzy is so my favorite though. Hello Kitty underwear! Hee!
My local Death by Chocolate is now selling bubble tea. Bubble tea, in case you don't know, is the single greatest invention by the Taiwanese, ever. It took over Vancouver a couple of years ago, resulting in that, if you randomly throw a rock up in the air, you will probably hit 3 different Starbucks and 2 bubble tea places. Of course, this is Vancouver, so the house down the street is actually a marijuana-growing operation, and when we find out, we're just concerned that we didn't get any free weed. My suburb is so Asianized that the signs in the libraries are written in languages in this order: English, Traditional Chinese, Simplified Chinese, Japanese, Punjabi, Hindi, and French. Yes, French is our other official language --- we don't remember it either.
Sometimes I love Vancouver so much. It's so weird.
Okay, here is part three of Grace in college. It's short and crappy, and I don't like it, but whatever. I've got Latin on my mind, and I just remembered I signed up for some depressing poetry fic challenge that's due in 2 weeks, and so I've got to kill Joan before the end of the month.
( insert witty title here )
My local Death by Chocolate is now selling bubble tea. Bubble tea, in case you don't know, is the single greatest invention by the Taiwanese, ever. It took over Vancouver a couple of years ago, resulting in that, if you randomly throw a rock up in the air, you will probably hit 3 different Starbucks and 2 bubble tea places. Of course, this is Vancouver, so the house down the street is actually a marijuana-growing operation, and when we find out, we're just concerned that we didn't get any free weed. My suburb is so Asianized that the signs in the libraries are written in languages in this order: English, Traditional Chinese, Simplified Chinese, Japanese, Punjabi, Hindi, and French. Yes, French is our other official language --- we don't remember it either.
Sometimes I love Vancouver so much. It's so weird.
Okay, here is part three of Grace in college. It's short and crappy, and I don't like it, but whatever. I've got Latin on my mind, and I just remembered I signed up for some depressing poetry fic challenge that's due in 2 weeks, and so I've got to kill Joan before the end of the month.
( insert witty title here )
