blargle, argle, bleagh. you know those days when you don't really want to speak to people in any kind of language they might understand? it seems like my day has turned into that. had some minor miscommunications earlier that gave me a bit of stress, but am okay now, except for the blargle language issue. which i don't think is all that bad right now, especially since i'm at home.

as usual, i have work to do. but i'm not really doing it, or not all of it. i'm doing my readings and lit searches, of course, but i'm not doing the harder stuff, the stuff that takes a bit more brainpower. like writing articles for the mag i work on. yes, yes, i'm only stressing myself out more in the end, etc., etc. But it's so much easier to just read a novel... or watch American Idol... (yeah, it's on tonight. and, like the car wreck that it is, it's impossible not to watch. yes, that's right *impossible*. i totally need to leave the house more. like, be *forced* to leave the house. i'll get over it; it's a phase, etc.)

in totally other news, i've been experimenting with pumpkin. no, just in the kitchen, just as a foodstuff. pumpkin is versatile and good for you. and it's orange, which is nice. i've been mixing it with ricotta and cinnamon and heating that up, making muffins/pancakes, whatever. a little pumpkin goes a long way. i fully intend to get sick of it soon enough.