Boom. Sugar Cookie Bars. Not bad but I’m not sure they are worth the time it took to mix the dough.
This is also a considerably clean blog. There won't be excessive cussing or blatant nudity here.
Not especially spoiler free. I make no promises.
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Why do I always decide to bake stuff 10:00+ at night… Especially when I know how a recipe that takes a normal person like a half hour to prepare will take me over an hour.
Got my grades in for this semester - made Dean’s List again!
…Wat u doin’ Nebraska?
Sang along with literally every part possible in the first half of the JCS soundtrack and… yeah, my throat hurts now.
AND ALSO IN MY HEART.
(but thank you for the long-overdue Rumbelle kisses)
Officially done with this semester, moved out of the dorm… Just downed half a bottle of wine and I feel purty gooood.
I have two very intense finals tomorrow and I can’t seem to find it in me to care.
I’m still studying, though, so I guess… Maybe it’s a good kind of not caring… As in, not stressing.
This is unfamiliar territory.
I miss St. Louis and Spearfish and Treasure Island all at once. Why can I not be in three places at once?
Here’s the plan: I move to St. Louis and make beaucoup money doing IDEK what, vacation in Florida every year and eventually retire to South Dakota where I can finally become the badass, long-gray-haired old lady living the hermit life in the Black Hills.
Rum Runner good. Headache bad.