Experimental Cheesecake

Eric has moved in his bedding. And by bedding, I mean two comforters and an air mattress. Oddly enough, it's his bed-setup of choice. (And sheets and spring mattresss don't exist in his parents house...they all have the comforter-sandwich on fold-out couch set-up. Odd, but actually sounds pretty comfy.)

I made a cheesecake, but didn't exactly follow any of the 3 recipes I had because I didn't actually have whipping cream, or hazelnuts....and then kinda faked it on the baking time, and was impatient so I stuck it in the freezer to cool faster. But, it turned out good and Eric and I put blueberries on it.
Then he ran off to go to a noder's party in WL. (Crazy!)

Becca liked the package I sent her with a duck cookie, mix CD, and a sticky note rolled up in a twisty-tie ring in heart shaped box pleading her to "marry me, marry ME!!"
I don't think it worked though, cus last time I talked to her she was trying on a white dress so she could hop in the car to go marry this other guy, what, Chris...or something? Apparently they were tight once... they like, lived in the same house, shared a bed, adopted a bushelful of kittens for children.. I mean, just because they were married before, he gets first dibs? What's up with that??
[Edit: Actually, she got half way there and decided she couldn't (re)marry him...so, I'm totally still in the game!]

Eric brought me some H+C manga, and it is keeping me sane at work. Reading manga makes the time pass quicker, and I have to use more of my brain to process the information, cus it has words and artwork, and strange kanji that I feel like I should know, and others that I've never fuckin' seen before in my life.

And since I wiped my computer and transfered my iTunes library, my Muzak seems empty without all the "Last Played" and "My Rating" data. My music and I have history, dammit, whether it's recorded or not!!

Jeremy is moved out of his sublet... and is borrowing Neil's room to store his stuff and hook up his shuttle until the 9th.

Maromi's head has been relocated to the shelf in the livingroom, eyes angled up at the ceiling so she doesn't stare at our guests.

I'm really glad that everybody will be back in the apartment within a week after I get back from California because even though I've known for months that Jeremy is moving, I know that I'm not mentally ready for it, and that I won't be, and that it's going to hit me fucking hard.
I'm impatient to start school, reluctant to be seperated from Jeremy, and unsure what the hell I'm going to do with my BA, because it seems like the more research I do, the looser the grip I have on an idea for a thesis...
but I'm so ready for animekai to be reunited! (I've taken to watching FMA and Big O on Adult Swim. The Big O dub is fairly good, but the FMA dubs comes off as stilted and contrived.)
About the most productive I've been lately is in brainstorming for the new line up and making a fuckload of handbill/flyer designs for club. (which are on the officer wiki, btw) Oh, and make a blueberry coffee cake and that experimental cheesecake.

And finally, this week's weird-out factor: Anna has just completed her first week of college.
mind. fuck.