The necessity to type double n’s for n in Japanese sometimes never ceases to annoy me.

Seeing a frozen wine is like seeing a shrunken wool sweater.

Finally learned to enjoy vanilla ice cream yesterday.

An important milestone in my life.

Eating udon in front of Rubens Head of Medusa makes the dish less tasty.

Appendicitis is caused by little ants crawling into an intestine.

Life lesson 101.

The image of Morton salt girl is nerve wracking in so many ways.

When I see a clock or a clock-like object, for the first half second, I always think that its biggest needle is moving faster than it should be.

And it was true only once.

Bach and Debussey are fairly palindromic in their essence.

Looking at Saturn through a good telescope makes me feel like a video game hero.

Love: too much of it makes me ill but that incident would not prevent me from having too much in the future.

Sun dried tomato pesto spaghetti crawling in my veins.

Pop tart
Cotton candy
Durian
Sacramental wafer
Geoduck

Not to be used for slapping.

It’s been over ten years since I was told that putting an onion piece behind the ears prevents teary eyes when cutting onions and yet, I still haven’t made a conclusion about this theory.

Why is it so hard, I wonder.

Geoducks can’t, unfortunately, duck their “heads” into the shells.

But they make excellent necklace models.

Squirrels can beat and nibble on snakes.

*Teary eyes*

Is that my feet or the red wine spill on the floor from last night?

Hey, that pile of insects you found in the backstairs — they are wasps or something. Not carpenter ants. No problem.

No problem.

The theory was that, as a human ages, she would develop enough logical thinking skills that she wouldn’t need as much memory as when she was younger. Sort of like brown fat.

That was the theory.

Note for Miracle of Linguistics: Fried onions in a bun.

I wonder if I would feel safer in flying cars than commercial airplanes.

To be tested. Maybe soon.

Would something spectacular happen if a pop-up tent is dried in a dryer?