Nickname: Siffie Sosson
Time Zone: CST
What time and date is it there: October 9, 11 p.m.
Average hours of sleep I get every night: 7 (I hope)
The last thing I googled was: create 2 column matrix matlab
My most used phrases: I’ve inexplicably started saying “Yikes” a lot. It’s like the college version of “immaculate”
First word that comes to mind: Laser
What I last said to a family member: ”Bye” sorry i’m boring
One place that makes me happy and why: the lakefill, because it’s a ludicrous thing to have, yet we have it
How many blankets I sleep under: 2
Favourite beverages: water
The last movie I watched in cinema: What If. Except the fire alarm when off, so i still dont know how it ends… well i do, but i didn’t get to see it
3 things I can’t live without: luna bars, wifi, the PA group (#TJsMinions)
Something I plan on learning: umm… i have a matlab midterm next week, i should probably learn that stuff…
A piece of advice for all of my followers: don’t get caught at the top of the stairs with a jar of peanut butter at 2am. cuz there is no reasonable explanation.
I’ve always had this desire to liveblog things. And since my mom and I plan on spending the summer cooking our way through the Ina Garten (Barefoot Contessa) Cookbooks, she wants me to post about it so we can get some Julie and Julia thing going on. i dont know. she can be Meryl Streep and I can be Amy Adams. i dont know.
Anyway. We made a butt load of pesto sauce. Which required figuring out how to use the food processor that we bought a bazillion years ago (it literally came with an instructional vhs tape) and never used because it’s terrifying.
It was pretty easy actually. and super delicious. and we have tons left over so we’re gonna freeze it and have it later.
so i’m gonna go watch basketball.
Out of context Harry Potter quotes are the best things ever.
- “Tired of walking in on Harry, Hermione and Ron all over the school, Professor McGonagall had given them permission to use the empty Transfiguration classroom at lunchtimes.”
- “Stars winking in front of his eyes, he grabbed the top of the hat to pull it off and felt something long and hard beneath it.
Because that shit looks precious.
‘I cannot understand the fiery letters,’ he said.
‘No, but I can,’ Gandalf answered. ‘The letters are Asslish, of an ancient mode, but the language is that of Sphinctor, which I shall not utter here. But in the common tongue this is what it says:’
“One butt to shake it all, one butt to grind them.
One butt to drop down low and to the dance floor bind them.”