for real....?

so we ordered in last night (too much to talk about with all the excitement going on - mazal tov L & A!!!). here was the receipt that came with our food (personal info concealed to protect precious roommates):

notice anything odd? i'm not sure if they were messing with us, someone got lazy, or this is unfortunately someone's real name (i really hope not).

you heard it here... probably not first.

what we're (that is, me and l) listening to this morning:

i'm weird. apparently.

earlier this week, i received an email from my dearest l. the subject line read: "you know how you like weird things?" the rest of the email went on to say "I found this online, and I thought you might like it." she was right.... sometimes it's scary how well my friends know me. good work, l. i'm mostly likely now going to run away to london to make architectural models out of jello with sam and harry.

major blerg.

i wanna be where the recession doesn't know my name.

seriously. what do i have to do to get away from this??! l suggested mars, though i'm sure the aliens have financial troubles as well.

food glorious food...

after a weekend jam-packed with food - pizza and cupcakes and chicken oh my! - (thanks to l's simply awesome familia...), here are some more food-related items.


during our heated discussion about kashurt at dinner:

l: lobsters are just giant sea cockroaches.


also - this is a site that you really should keep tabs on, despite its supreme treif-ity.