July 14th, 2002

NewYorkNewYork

You've eliminated any interruptions and distractions

I didn't *mean* to be up until 5:30 this morning, but well, the Karl is compelling.
THE KARL COMPELLS YOU.
THE KARL COMPELLS YOUUUUU.
And that was good.
So I'm all grooooggy right now, I'm supposed to go to the farmers market with my mom but right at the moment I can barely move. Under-caffineated, full of tight muscles in my neck and shoulders. I'm trying to drink some coffee (mmmm ground it this morning and it makes it just ... *drool* worthy) , trying *not* to just start screaming at the utter fucking stupidity that is Forrest Gump (it's on tv right now), trying to look up some stuff, downloading Actual Sounds & Voices (another Meat Beat Manifesto album), and hoping my connection holds up and lets me suck the server dry.
You saw that.
SUCK THE SERVER DRY.
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NewYorkNewYork

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I managed to get most of the things that were on my want list from the farmer's market...
Silver queen corn, some of those red tomatoes that are just *huge*, green tomatoes (because I like them fried, and yes, I liked them fried *before* that movie, thankyouverymuch), peaches, okra and some really big sweet bluberries.

What I didn't get that I've been really wanting is blackberries. I want some fresh blackberries a lot. But I want GOOD ones.
::Nods::

I just like the experience of heading out to the farmer's market and getting fresh produce. There is usually a huge difference in the quality. Fruit and veggies make me happy.