Thoughts and Romana

I think that I need to read some Levi-Strauss, Roland Barthes, Foucault, and other structuralists and Susan Alcock, and other social memory theorists... It'll be good for me and it seems interesting. I may just be transcending my pseudo-intellectualism and moving into an actual intellectual phase of life, though that statement might seem to lack humility... whatevs...

In the meantime, to highlight a totally anti-intellectual side of me, I got the Stormshroud Armor!!! Wowee...

My char, Romana...


I'm pretty happy. And here's a pic of the prototype for the char, just for added mind-numbage:

Today

I'm making a gouda omelette... It's going to be amazing, I believe...

I just ate my gouda omelette... It was amazing, in fact. I recommend it.

Filling: Aged gouda or edam, and a mixture of sauteed mushrooms, paper-thin onion slices, and cherry tomatoes. Yum-tastic. Not the most refined of meals, but tasty!

I am getting ready to write my Homer response and then on to my stupid presentation... >:P

P.S. Let it be noted that Maeve disagrees with my categorization of this meal as unrefined. She liked it too. Hooray.

P.P.S. Let it also be noted that MILF is not in the dictionary used for Scramble(tm), as Maeve just discovered.


P.P.P.S In view of these two postscripts, let it be noted that my girlfriend is a MILF... a Maeve I Like to Feed.

Not too shabby...

http://www.wowarmory.com/character-sheet.xml?r=Undermine&n=Romana

In proof of my assertion in the comment on the last post...

Maeve is adorable!

My blog is lame...