Now, take the time to enjoy the golabki montage. Also, note the filthiness that is my kitchen. Filthiness is totally a word:
Also, take time to say hello to my cooking pal, Bronson:
Cutest cat ever? Probably.
And, now, RANT: I have a complete and total love/hate relationship with Netflix. I only really love Netflix because of the instant queue thing for my 360. Here's what they do: they make the first season of every show, sometimes the second season, as well, available on your instant queue so that you can watch it compulsively on the rare days that you don't have class or work, the days where your agenda consists of cuddling with kitties and making cookies. Well, I rushed through the first two seasons of News Radio and I'm having Dave Foley withdrawls, damn it! I have a bit of a nerd crush on Dave Foley. I'm not sexually aroused by Dave Foley, I just love to watch him. Slightly more creepy? Point being: F U Netflix. You are forever the bane of my existence, while at the same time, the love of my life.
I'd love to rant more, but I have a bus to catch.
I'd love to rant more, but I have a bus to catch.
