Combat Head Implosion with Culinary Therapy!

My head is going to implode.
I feel like my head is losing information at a rate I cannot controle. That by trying to cram so much information in it caused a tear. An exit wound, if you please, where all the knowledge of work, non-work, people, places and stuff have flown out into space.
However, it seems like a bit of stuff has gotten stuck creating an airtight seal where by causing the internal environment of my head to be less dense the the outside.
Now it's imploding.
But, knowing that I could bake cookies somehow eases the pain.
AAAH!

Maybe I'm just fine, I'm just hungry for something to write!

If the cookies turn out, look forward to another fab recipe from this girl right here!

Condo-Nasti

WARNING RAMPANT SPELLING ERRORS!
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My friends have a blog. It is called Château Nîce http://www.chateaunice.blogspot.com/
One of the occupants has a website about puns
http://www.pungents.com/
So inspired by their ingenuity, I've decided to name my own habitat... and a name that is a pun!

I took into consideration a number of factors, altitude, square footage, location, and dare I say it, occupents (currently myself and my hamster, Indiana). However, it is the environment that my condo breeds... mess...

Therefore, my condo is now:

Condo-Nasti!

I spell it with an "I" to hopefully make it less unappealing.

:)

Now, how to post photos? hmmmmm....

I Caught You a Delicious Bass

I'm sure you're all hanging in suspense. You all want to know what happened to my IHCB (Incredibly Hot Chef Boyfriend) the other night. Well after a night of tossing and turning, cursing and worrying I FINALLY found out what happened.

He was sick.

Yes, it's true, even the most Godly of all human born Adonises (Adonii?) can succumb to influenza as readily as your average joe.

The following night he arrived at my door, a little broken, a little cold.. in need of a little good Karma.

Then last night, I watched Napoleon Dynamite. I ask... why is it so funny? GOSH!

It has almost as many quotable moments as Zoolander.

I wonder what it would sound like to have Napoleon Dynamite crossed with Zoolander?

" It's not easy having really really really ridiculously cool skills."

Napoleon does have some really sweet moon boots.

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SIDE NOTE
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Tonight I made cookies. They are delicious.
If you have an oven, I highly recommend them

Burned Chicken

So I have this boyfriend. He's really cute.
He has a bad habit of occasionally not telling me what's going on.
So I think one thing & he does another.

It ends with the clock hitting 11:30pm, me being upset, a whole supper I cooked for him thrown in the garbage and a day worth of getting excited all for nothing.

don't get upset
don't get upset
don't get upset
...
not upset!
...
don't get angry
don't get angry
don't get angry
don't...
get...
angry...
...
...

argh!

Catch Up!

How lonely it is to be a sole Blogganista!

Here's what's happened since my last post:

-Parents left
-Went to Halloween as a "Slutty Vampire" with my well dressed vampire boyfriend.
-Began work at a theatre company
-Rediscovered Fake Eyelashes and silvery make-up
-Went to PEI for Christmas
-Got my wisdom teeth out
-Return to Toronto/reunited with incredibly handsome talented chef boyfriend.
-Discovered I need to lose 2-3inches of my hips to be a model
-Realized Incredibly Handsome Talented Chef Boyfriend thinks I'm perfect just the way I am.

I'm a lucky girl... minus the gill like holes from where my wisdom teeth used to sit.
It's like losing a part of you.
A part that can never be replaced.
Fare The Well Wizzer 1 & 2