My anzac biscuits are borderline honeyjoys!

I went nuts with the cleaning today. Which is never a bad thing. I also made cookies, delicious anzac biscuits. So they were my reward for kicking dirt’s ass. And because the 26th of January is Australia Day, there is no such thing as too many delicious aussie biscuits. I think I’ve had 6? Which is a lot for me. Plus all the uncooked awesome that I didn’t have space for. I actually made too many for the tray-space I had, so now I have almost square cookies. SQUARE! IT’S AMUSING!!

I ordered a dvd on amazon yesterday. With shipping, I paid 61 cents. SIXTY ONE CENTS! I love that. So much. It’s all because of swagbucks, every time I get 45 points I trade them for a $5 amazon gift card and save them for things I want. So awesome to get stuff just for searching for stuff on the internet.

All I can think about is the cookies in our biscuit tin. I feel weird interchanging those words, especially in the same sentence.

I hate the word sentence. Or is it sentance? I can never fucking remember. Yargh. Makes me feel like a dumbass every time I encounter it.

This is for Lianne. A picture of our lounge room/dining room. There is also a sliver of the computer chair in the bottom right corner.

UGH! I didn’t read my favourites in the morning like I normally do, so I’ve been reading all evening, for what feels like hours. Never again. It is SO MUCH EASIER to read in the morning, when there is not a tv being all distracting, and there isn’t someone talking to me or scratching/banging on the couch repeatedly like a crazy kitty-man.

Title: I know honey joys is two words, but it wouldn’t fit otherwise. Oh… so tasty.

My legs hurt. I’m going to bed.