We’re trying to figure out what to do for dinner tonight. Something not-sandwhiches, and preferrably sit down. That’s about as far as we’ve gotten. I personally don’t care much, because I can nearly always find something at least a little appealing to me. Which makes me good to have around if you know what you want, and violently unhelpful if you don’t.

Am currently downloading Joey’s radioshow, mooning over Emma Watson (again. yet. still.) and snacking on Krunchers. Because, mmmm, krunchy crunchy! Also, I found this, um…unsurprising:

Take the What’s Your Song? quiz and visit Castle Diqueria.

Dude, I didn’t even have to take the quiz to know that was my song, my best friend told me when I was seventeen, and I have been reminded how incredibly right she was everytime I hear it. *shakes head* Welcome to five minutes I’ll never get back.

Which begs the question…would I really want them back, if I could?