Anyone on my friends list who's moving to DreamWidth?

Go ahead and friend me there - same name. :) Currently I crosspost, and I probably won't stop doing that, but it looks as though the friends page is going to become infinitely harder to read very soon, so I'll probably not find it as possible to keep up with you, here.

Am I a three year old?

I pulled the griddle out of the oven, where I'd been cooking a new oil coating onto the bottom of it, and stuck it on top of the stove to cook the tortillas, so the whole griddle was 300 degrees. A minute ago I looked down, saw something white on the handle just where the plastic bag of shredded cheese had been butted up against it. I poked the white stuff, it had a sort of melted cheese consistency, so I picked it off and stuck it in my mouth to find out what it was. It was melted plastic.

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Now I've got to go to a party. Ugh.

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Yeah, I really am like a three year old. I don't like state change. I'll be fine and have fun once I get to the party, I just hate the thought of going.