Hello-hello-hello-*echoes*

Aie--I've so neglected my poor little blog. Everything's happening on my LiveJournal and Youtube. :(

So I'm house sitting for just over the next two weeks. The dog already knows her favourite person (Mum,) is gone and is absolutely forlorn and my heart breaks for the poor wee thing.
And I'm already hearing noises at night and wondering if I forgot to lock the door and if my Wednesday night regular (nice Czech guy who is generally nice, if a little overly flirty,) followed me home after I mentioned my parents were on vacation and is waiting in the hallway to dismember me.
You'd think the dog would start barking at an intruder, but once she's asleep she's dead to the world and she's a coward when she's awake, anyhow.
Really--the worst I have to deal with is wolf spiders. Which--I'm getting quite the collection under jars and overturned cups because I can't bear to use a piece of card to slide under the cups after I've caught them and transfer them outside because I've a habit of picking pieces of paper too weak to work and end up dropping them and they've scurried back into my closet or under my bed before I've a chance to scream blue murder. So...I leave them under the cups. Until they die. It's so horrible and cruel of me, I know. But...I'm a wimp. I won't run away from spiders--I'm not as bad as Nicki--but that doesn't mean I adore the creatures.

Now, should I entertain any readers? I think Jackie and I have lost any readership we ever had.

I don't dance. Or sing, all that well.
I...snark.
I...rant.
I make a decent cup of coffee. Even if I don't drink coffee, personally. (It's a living. Or...something.)

I should really go bug Jackie. See if we can smack together some kind of MSN snark.

ETA: Jackie's got three more exams to go, apparently, and calculus is going to eat her soul.
That's what you get for being a sciences major. *sticks out tongue*

ETA2: Oh man. This lemon meringue pudding cup is GLORIOUS. I swear some birds just broke into chirpy song. It doesn't even move like normal pudding. It's all...wow. I--wow. Words fail me. Hunt's Dessert Favourites Lemon Meringue. (I don't know if that's how you spell Meringue and I don't really care because all this typing is now taking me away from the pudding for longer amounts of time.) Ooooh baby. This is good pudding. ...This CAN'T be good for me.