If my mode for transportation is always being taken then my license is as good as rocks. Just because it has a new paint job doesn’t mean that it’s fixed.
Because I love the song… and it’s what I grew up with so sorry if I’m still listening to Japanese music.
I’ve made a lot of hours of television over the years, but I think I’m proudest of Sunday’s Libya episode. I believe it is the best piece of work I’ve ever been part of. Some of that pride comes from recalling how difficult it was. My crew and I are not exactly seasoned veterans when it comes to…
Lol. I know some friends o’ mine probably or probably haven’t seen this.
Why are you angry?
A kid who never grew up…
Can never beat a man.
Pushing and pulling.
Emotions take over me.
I sit in silence.
Rest easy, they say.
It will get better, they say.
I can only hope.
Running, running, run!
Hurrying to where, again?
Running to nowhere.
Haikus are fun. Oh well. I might as well start exercises for my papers. I have forgotten what intellectual stimulation felt like.
Ok. First of all. Whaaa?! This new layout is a bit bewildering.
So, I wanted to make a haagen daz ice cream. I already made a vanilla one waaayyy back when so I was pretty confident that I could replicate it. Long story short I only had to make two small batches to come up with this one.
Honestly, I was starting to feel very disappointed when my first batch wasn’t turning out like I wanted to. But then I started thinking that maybe I was doing something wrong. And that’s when the scientific process comes in, along with some chemistry and kitchen basics.
Knowledge is useless if not applied. Thank goodness I kinda listened to chemistry… and I read all kinda things. ._.
And I feel very… satisfied that I could use all these things that I cram in my head to use. It’s very cathartic to say the least.
Trying to figure out how bitchy I’m allowed to be at this stage in my life.