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[Aug. 9th, 2011|05:47 pm] |
Oh, hey, guess who's in Cirque now? YEEE!
Anybody want to go get celebratory sweets? (Or salts, I'm open to suggestions. Or both!) |
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[Aug. 6th, 2011|12:22 pm] |
It kind of sucks that it isn't like college or something where you get to invite everybody, but I did get my diploma today. I've officially graduated from L'atelier in London. And given that Brendy left me a job, I guess that officially makes me a chef.
... Well, technically, it makes me a line cook with a job, but you get my point. Whee! |
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[Aug. 4th, 2011|11:06 am] |
Fried Mars bars after work - who's in? (I have a craving, DON'T JUDGE ME.) |
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[Jul. 18th, 2011|10:28 pm] |
Eeeee, I just got a raise at work, and they told me I have to take two weeks of vacation before September.
Husband type person, you want to go somewhere? |
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[Jul. 6th, 2011|11:06 am] |
( Dani ) |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2011|04:01 pm] |
Bad news: Chef Mortain, the pastry chef? Gave me a barely-passing grade on my cake because she thinks I can 'try harder' and I should prepare for being a patissier because that's all girls are good for in a kitchen. Dani, be proud I didn't flip her off.
Reallyreallyreally good news: Chef Vogal, the sort of headmaster type person? He told me that when we graduate next month? I'm third. THIRD in my class of a hundred!
Anybody who's ever wanted to see me bounce like a three-year old, now might be the time. EEEEE! |
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[Jun. 30th, 2011|02:27 pm] |
There is now one more fully accredited forensics monkey in the world!
AND HEAVENS, HE IS HAIRY.
Party tomorrow night, everyone's invited, and I mean EVERYONE. Even you, people I've never met or talked to! |
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[Jun. 14th, 2011|10:49 pm] |
When the did my life get so terribly messed up? At least it's nice and cool in the morgue. |
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[Jun. 6th, 2011|08:59 pm] |
Annie, I'm coming over to spend the night. |
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[May. 13th, 2011|12:22 am] |
Oh, goddamn -
could my life turn into more of a crap romcom cliche? |
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[May. 6th, 2011|10:08 pm] |
Tonight I'm going to go to a club, dance my ass off, and get proper pissed. Anyone want to come with? |
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[Apr. 25th, 2011|10:03 pm] |
this isn't fair.
nobody wait up |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|08:39 pm] |
Right.
For those of you wondering, I'm not a boss.
Stop trying to shoot me. I'm on your side. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|08:43 pm] |
Y'know...times like this, when I wanna thank my dad for screwing up my childhood, the bastard's not here for me to say it to his face.
Zombies. Why'd it have to be zombies? |
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[Apr. 19th, 2011|12:25 pm] |
... does anyone want to explain to me why a kobold just threw an apple at me on my way out of Tesco? |
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[Mar. 19th, 2011|10:13 pm] |
( Dani ) |
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[Mar. 19th, 2011|04:05 pm] |
JUNE SECOND JUNE SECOND JUNE SECOND YAY! |
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[Mar. 12th, 2011|09:19 pm] |
Now what in the hell was that piece of work? Do I look like Dorothy?
Ugh, please let this just be a crazy acid flashback. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2011|07:57 pm] |
Hells to the yes two week holiday! I'd say I'm going to go sunbathing on a sunny beach somewhere, but I burn too easily.
Anyone want to go do something fun? I feel like I should catch up more! |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2011|11:30 am] |
Hells to the yes, I won the Real or Fake betting pool this week with a 100% perfect score out of 75 potentials. So that's an extra thousand pounds in my pocket.
Thanks, Dad. Among the other vitally important skills you taught me, the ability to recognize breast implants at a glance is proving to be the most profitable.
Who's up for drinks tonight? My treat! |
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[Jan. 7th, 2011|03:46 pm] |
I wonder if Sunny and I can get married at Disneyland? Admit it, getting married on the teacups is the most win EVER. |
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[Dec. 27th, 2010|07:36 pm] |
HE ASKED AND I SAID YES!
EEE! |
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[Dec. 14th, 2010|06:48 pm] |
I guess it is a little weird that I talk to the cadavers and sing to them. But you know what, you never know when a spirit might need some comforting. And maybe it makes the reapers laugh. They could probably use that. |
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[Dec. 6th, 2010|03:13 pm] |
Whoa!
What was that?? |
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[Nov. 18th, 2010|07:55 pm] |
Robbie helped me get all of my Holiday Seasonal Giftytiems shopping done already! God bless the Internet, even the icky clown porn.
Now I don't have to worry about anything and can actually enjoy the holidays. And I think I'm going to start by getting tipsy in the tub while I read a book. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2010|12:20 am] |
I kind of want to throw a party. Like, a really huge block party with music and food. Only, I'm utter crap at planning things like that. I WONDER IF I CAN FIND PEOPLE TO HELP ME. Or help make food (older sister, totally looking at you). |
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[Nov. 6th, 2010|11:30 pm] |
It was a beautiful day today. I took a walk - something I've not done for quite some time. The air was crisp and smelled like fall. I'd almost forgotten to notice such things. It made me think again of my idea to get a dog. While it would certainly have been nice to have a companion for my walk this afternoon, I realized that right now, my lifestyle is simply not conducive to having pets. I'm not home enough. I wouldn't have the time to walk a dog, provide it with company, or to care for it properly. A dog deserves better than I can give it. Likewise a cat; though they wouldn't require the sort of time commitment a dog would, after thinking about it I don't think I'm much of a cat person.
Maybe one day.
It's Saturday night. Time to catch up on some paperwork. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|11:26 pm] |
I smell and taste exactly like cotton candy. While this is totally awesome now, I sense getting sick of it in about - oh, probably by tomorrow morning. |
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[Sep. 17th, 2010|11:43 pm] |
Am I a complete nerd for thinking culinary school is awesome so far? It's hilarious. All the other students are terrified of half the chefs and I'm just all laughing at their faces when they bluster. The man who teaches our class on knife skills yells like a drill sergeant and all I can do is not crack up at the little vein in his forehead that dances like a charmed snake. I've picked off a demon from twenty paces, I can handle a self-important little Swiss man. |
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[Sep. 6th, 2010|03:42 pm] |
ASLKGJAS;LKDJGA;SLKDJG;ALSKJDG;LJKAGHISUEVOJPDEVKOPZ8IDFH |
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[Sep. 6th, 2010|12:27 pm] |
CAFFINATED MARSHMALLOWS.
NO JOKE. |
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[Sep. 3rd, 2010|08:53 pm] |
You know, I wish interns wouldn't throw the organs around. Spleen in my hair isn't so sexy. (Granted, I kicked their asses out, but that's a smell you don't ever forget.) |
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[Aug. 22nd, 2010|11:50 am] |
Augh I'm friggin' starving. I'm about due a lunch break, who's taking me? |
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[Aug. 20th, 2010|01:28 pm] |
I'm going to invest in a whole truckload of duct tape and start duct taping everyone I care about down to the earth.
Nobody else leave. |
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[Aug. 19th, 2010|07:20 am] |
See this? This is the most awesome breakfast. Tangerine bread with almond cream. I dare you to find anything more delicious. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2010|09:03 am] |
Sindre and I are back. Yay for beds that aren't in motels. Boo for work. |
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