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So they bought an ice cream machine. And you know what? It's awesome.

Last night my father made a batch of rich chocolate ice cream. It was incredible. It was as rich as the pudding he makes. I found out that ice cream doesn't need to be really dark to be extra-chocolatey.

Been exhausted lately. Taking iron pills..

so much better on holiday

I got to go to the library today. Asked for the last book on my "bookbinding books to check out" list, and they can actually get it for me! Next, more Philip Ardagh. :>

I got a lot of slasher movies YA horror--seven books. But it's balanced out with:
Squashed
Mister Monday
Freak the Mighty
The Fall of Fergal, or, Not so dingly in the dell
Bindi Babes
Ostrich Eye
Ida B.
Dekok and the Geese of Death

Dramarama song:

Well no one really understands
why my shopping cart is filled with cans
and a top hat and a snare drum and a horn.
And a poster and some magazines
with my picture, and some magic beans
and a blanket that I got
when I was born.

Different people do the same thing every day,
but I just look the other way.
I can live with out eternal gratitude
'cause I will work for food.
And I keep on rollin', keep on rollin..

Wasn't always paranoid,
I sang a song on Uncle Floyd.
But the records
never sold, and that was bad.
And my mother, she took care of me
'til I was almost thirty-three
but now she's gone up to heaven
to see Dad.

Sheriffs came with pistols and their starry sleeves
and gave me thirty days to leave.
No one wants to pay me for my broken heart
so now I've got this shopping cart.
And I keep on rollin', keep on rollin' on...