for the bored

if you've got time to kill and extra neurons to spare, hop on over to my other blog... durrr. it's a team-up of the most maladjusted people i know. proceed at your own risk. and don't say i didn't warn you.

on other matters... i am now starting to pack my bags for the big trip. and cleaning out the aggregate junk in my room. looks like it's gonna take a while...

and on a totally unrelated note, i would just like to state that my personal best (and generally, standard consumption) at a buffet dinner is seven plates. four entrees and three desserts. have done that in two buffet dinners in a row. (excluding weddings - i still have SOME poise, you know.) let the record show that, at age 26, i can still have seven plates for dinner and not throw up or feel physically ill afterwards.

meanwhile, today's dinner is four hours away, and there is a roast pig with my name on it. (wait, that doesn't seem right...) oh, whatever.