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Touche, madame. Touche.
Apr. 27th, 2010 09:02 pmRachel: *cooking* I wonder what kind of meat this is.
Me: *glances* *casual* That just looks like ground beef.
Rachel: I'm glad we have you as an expert on meat.
Also, in the museum at Delphi, we saw this sphinx, and I just discovered that Dani and I both thought, independently, "Holy shit, Neverending Story!"
(In other news: I did, in fact, forget to submit my financial aid application. However, I've gotten in touch with the financial aid office, and they say that missing the April 15 deadline "will not be an insurmountable problem," and now I just have to get it done ASAP. So after two and a half days of dull panic, I can collapse with relief and just fix things. So that's good.)
Me: *glances* *casual* That just looks like ground beef.
Rachel: I'm glad we have you as an expert on meat.
Also, in the museum at Delphi, we saw this sphinx, and I just discovered that Dani and I both thought, independently, "Holy shit, Neverending Story!"
(In other news: I did, in fact, forget to submit my financial aid application. However, I've gotten in touch with the financial aid office, and they say that missing the April 15 deadline "will not be an insurmountable problem," and now I just have to get it done ASAP. So after two and a half days of dull panic, I can collapse with relief and just fix things. So that's good.)
