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Sarah: well, its not a link. but the guy who plays seth clearwater is named BooBoo Stewart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!^!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anna: haha BOO STEW!

Sarah: AAAAAAAAAAJHHHHHHHHH

so so so good

Anna: probably the best ever

Sarah: all the teen mags will be taking about boo stew in a few months

Anna: i can hardly wait

Sarah: me neither

Anna: just remember we coined that phrase

Sarah: we should copyright.

and become RICH

Anna: lets do it.

all we have to do is publish it online i believe

Done.

A Clockwork Orange

Now that I have finally figured out how to use netflix watch instantly on my laptop, I have been watching oodles of movies.




A Clockwork Orange had been on my 'to see' list for quite a while, so I decided to start with that. On my first try, I only got about 45 minutes in before I had to turn it off, and it took me a few days to muster up the will to finish it. On my second try, I made it all the way through, but I have to say, I so didn't love it. I know it's a classic, but I just didn't dig the senseless violence and rape, it's just not my bag. Also, I really hope the future won't be like it is in this movie, it's so so depressing. Ugh.

Don't get me wrong, it wasn't terrible, but it just wasn't awesome either. I dunno, maybe I should read the book.......

Yum yum yum

For Mardi Gras, the (very rich) mom of one of the girls I work with overnighted us a King Cake from a bakery in New Orleans. Not only was it one of the prettiest cakes I have ever seen (it was totally airbrushed purple and iridescent):

But it was extremely delicious as well. Its like a cream cheese danish, but a cake. Yummmmmmmmy.

I Hate My Toaster Oven

My morning routine is (and has been for a few months now) that I wake up and eat a Bay's English Muffin with strawberry jam on it. Usually I keep the toaster oven set on the 2 setting (out of 10), but it always comes out a little underdone, so today I bumped the setting up to 3. After I put the english muffin in the toaster, I went and sat down and totally forgot about it. That is, until I smelled the smoke. I ran into the kitchen and saw the two halves sitting in the open toaster oven, completely blackened and one on fire. I then had to soak them in water to put out the smoldering bits and to make sure they wouldn't burst into flame.

Apparently, my options are a little underdone, or totally inedible.

So I am now eating a bowl of Coco Pops and being angry.

Crossing the line

One one hand, you have legitimate, nice vintage clothing like this:

And then you have clothing that falls short of that, and that just ends up looking horrible and sad. Like this: