Be careful, it’s a Tootadon!

I love candy.

Mum sent a bag of fruit sticks in the package that arrived yesterday. I broke them all in half and put in our candy bowl on the dining table, because that’s where candy goes! And so.. I’ve been eating way too much of it today. Once I get that taste in my mouth, I just want to eat the whole bowl. Except for the green ones, green candy is yucky.

I feel like all I’ve done today is play Sims 2. Which is a lie, because I did a good amount of housework so I could earn that playing. Trogdor is all shiny in his clean water, and the floor isn’t like walking on gravel… I’m really enjoying the university expansion pack, tis fun. All things are fun when they are new.

The zucchini bread doesn’t seem to last long, it’s already drying out, even though it is sealed airtight. It needs raisins, me thinks. Would go well. And make it a lot like bran loaf.

Jake seems to have forgotten that kisses need punctuation.

My title is quite clearly fart related.

Watching Alton Brown’s face talk is kinda entertaining. I think I am weird.

I just committed mass-murder. Of spiders. There were about 15-20 (I didn’t think to count until I was on the last 3) all above the dining table, where the only light in this room is. Which was very useful, as there are also 4 chairs for me to climb on to reach the ceiling. I’m sick of those tiny buggers. I must kill them once a week. This was the most there has ever been. Hopefully tis all of them.