W00t!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's my (livejournal's) anniversary party! Yay! *dances* Okay, guys, start celebrating and commenting and everything. I want a comment from each and every one of you, which means I should have...

199 comments! (at least)

Yes, that's right, I've now got 199 mutual friends (two of whom are me). Now, I know some people have to be reading this and not my friend - please, friend me. I'm begging. I hate the number 199. It's just oh-so-close to 200. You can add me and then delete me tomorrow, it'd just be cool to have 200 friends on my first anniversary.

And I made a serious tactical error today and ate a slice of pizza. TWO slices of pizza. My stomach is killing me. Years, my mom took, so that I could at least digest dairy products, and I undid it in one swell foop by not having any for (about) a month to see if casein affected me badly. Well, it didn't affect me nearly as badly as lactose now does. Gah.

Really, what I ought to do is go practically and build up a tolerance slowly. Or just quit it with the cheese. But no, what do I do? Eat a quarter of a pizza!

So, go on. Celebrate! Comment! Give me dairy-free recipes I can cook!

There's one thing I really like about latin

And that's people who are less agile in the language than I am. It's a cool feeling.

( I doubt she'll come here, but if she does, she can find the answer hiding here )

Night all! Djusk' a!

Hey, galey-gale? If you're there?

Weren't you supposed to send a laptop battery to me?

Can I ask a favor?

Smack me next time I look like I'm putting something off. Since I'm always putting something off, just pop up and nag me every few entries. I ended up translating Augustine's "confessions" on the train today. Kept thinking I was about to drop it on the floor.

And in the next three days I have to record a conversation (I have nothing to record with) and transcribe it, then write up my results. Argh.

By the way, Jenn, 'dul, Lizziey, Chris? Yeah, you're officially conscripted into my service. Unless you want me to fail, that is.

Oh, thank god.

We seriously don't need another Death Boat.

"Quite honestly, I was surprised at that,” the mayor said Tuesday. “I think there would be a lot of people in favor of naming it 9/11, but apparently there are not.

No shit! How could you ride on a boat called the 9/11? That's not a name, it's a date. And a depressing one at that. It's like naming a ship the Pearl Harbor or the Remember the Titanic. As it is, you can see the skyline from the boat, and get all those depressing memories. You're telling me it's possible to nap on a boat with that sort of name?

Besides, it's not a name. A name for a boat is something like "Mayflower" or "Alice Austen" or "Queen Mary". You know, a name?

Aw, Jenn, and you missed it!

LaGuardia Arts High School Day was yesterday!

Of course, Stuy was better :)

I've been following the Terri Schiavo case off and on.

Just to make sure I haven't inadvertantly been spreading falsehoods, can somebody give me new linkies? I lost the old ones, and am far too lazy to look them up.

(This applies to a locked thread on somebody else's journal. I really don't want to have said something and then realize later that oops, wrong case!)

I am much too enthralled by rosequoll's site...

From now on, call me not conuly but conuly!

It's all phoenix-y. I love it.