it's just more lock jawed pop stars

Mom's making french toast this morning. Well, what my family calls french toast. It's so weird. When I was little I'd always only known our version of french toast, so then when I went to a camp and we had what I tend to call "sweet french toast" I was quite surprised.

I'm sure most of you are familiar with traditional french toast, yes? You know, bread cooked after being dipped in a mix of eggs and milk? That's the one that's weird to me. In my family, we've always added a packaged of french onion soup mix to the eggs and milk, so that our toast is actually more french onion toast. But, as far as I knew, that was french toast.


Yeah. Sorry. Just a random musing.



So. I aced a midterm and earned my stage one equivalency for guiding yesterday. Yeah. It was a pretty successful day.



Been listening to Morrissey a lot lately, too. His latest album, You Are the Quarry. I may have to get myself some of his earlier work. He's good. And his lyrics are awesome. I adore the absolute bluntness of them. Here. Check 'em out for yourself. :P

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Kia's abusive. ;~;