Poppy Cedes

I finally made some of the Jell-O that Dawg sent me.

I dressed the Jell-O with whipped cream and sugar (using my Cereal Wednesday spoon because, um, it was the only clean spoon in the entire house, considering the only other clean spoon was sitting under this pile of Jell-O) Poppy enjoys the Jell-O very much, thanks Bye-bye Jell-O!

NOM NOM NOM.

I was just eating it, but I know how you all have this fantasy of watching me wrestle in the Jell-O. You are never going to see that, but you can watch my Plamobil characters do it! (And by “do it” I mean wrestle in Jell-O. You are all such pervs!!!)

The stage is set — Mary-Agnès vs. Mary-Kate There are no losers winners except Uni ;) The entire Jell-O match is here

Wasn’t that fun? Also, PiC made me an Oreo chocolate creme pie with some of the chocolate pudding Dawg gave me:

That pie seriously weighs 7 pounds. srsly. Isn’t she a pretty pie? (hehehe) Attempting to get the heaviest damn pie on the planet out of the tin… Phew! Got it! Now, … um, can I have my turning implement back, please?

The pie is:
Graham cracker crust
Layer of Jell-O chocolate pudding
Layer of crushed Oreos
Layer of Jell-O chocolate pudding
Layer of homemade whipped cream
Topped with layer of crushed Oreos

Doesn’t it look tasty?!

Hope you enjoyed!

Yup, you heard me.

The war continues, and this time we fight like cats and dogs. (Well, it sounded good, anyway.)

Just to pre-empt questions I would have if I saw this video and wasn’t me:

No, I did not know I was getting a shirt before I opened the package.
No, I never know ahead of time what’s in the packages. Or even where they’re coming from.
Yes, sometimes I check with Dawg first to make sure a package is from him. (You all have threatened to send me stuff, so it’s your fault I do this.) But, sometimes I don’t check. Roulette.
Yes, we arranged ahead of time for this one video for me to call. (He said it might be something that would generate a phone call so I agreed to blechyuckewughhate.the.phone. talk on the phone with him on camera.)
Yes, I realize I suck at war.
Yes, I realize I’m not supposed to tell the enemy that.
Yes, I’m too honest, especially on camera.
Yes, I’m going to wear that shirt. I wore it on Saturday, in fact.
Yes, Dawg is dirty. Have you seen his site?

This is jinx. These will be mine. Before receiving this shirt I actually looked for something particular for Dawg’s billions gift at jinx but decided against it. How random is that?

Dawg sent me the billions portion of his newest air assault.

The only thing that chafes my ass is that he gave me something I can’t actually use since I. LIVE. ALONE. How kind of him to remind me. Pass the bowl of gravy and the tiny violin.

So, yesterday at the very end of the work day I popped upstairs to check my mail and just as I was leaving the mail room the UPS guy showed up and delivered a package to me. Hilarity ensued.

Not to be all cocky or anything, but I think this is, hands down, the best video of the war. Way better than any of my others, and even a smidge better than any of Dawg‘s. (what? refute it. dare you.)

Update: Thanks to Fogspinner who explained where I’m supposed to wet the pony!

Now that she’s he’s warm he sure does change color.

In his latest war video that explains what is to be done with the 72 bars of chocolate sent to the city Dawg asks, “so tell me, Poppy, I consumed all the chocolate, how you doin’ on the Jell-O?”

10 boxes of pudding to a blogger who will make me the best chocolate creme pie on the planet
9 boxes of pudding to PiC and His Lovely Wife who will feed me pudding when I come over for Nigel hallway games
8 boxes of gelatin (5 cherry, 3 berry) to Break Boy and His Lovely Wife to feed to the children they claim are theirs but are secretly all. mine.
12 boxes of gelatin (6 cherry, 6 berry) to Da Bomb whose daughter and husband will make me lovely (non-pornographic, tyvm) Jell-O concoctions

This leaves me with 33 boxes of Jell-O — one box for each year of my life. That seems fitting…

I was asked by one person to send Jell-O but he wanted to make pornographic things with my Jell-O. No porning the Poppy. (Ohhhhh, that’s just a little too hilarious for this early in the morning.)

After all the internet talk about bacon I broke down and had maple cured kissed bacon yesterday. It was the most delicious fucking bacon I’ve had in my entire life. I had it as a side to chicken alfredo. I rock.

I got my hair did yesterday. It’s super dark. I love it super dark. My stylist tries to get me to have my eyebrows done as well since they’re pretty much albino eyebrows, but the color fades within two days so it’s really not worth it. Better to just make sure my glasses are pushed up on my nose so that my brows are pretty much covered.

Being a product prophet is a lot harder than I thought, unless it’s prophesizing about iced venti Americanos. I converted one non-believer yesterday. My goal by the end of the week is to convert the state country of France. Of course this means many people will end up in the ER thinking they’re having heart attacks, but that’s a bonus in my book!

Dawg finally suffered a massive blow in The War of Dogs and Cats. Or, ok, his dad did. Oops.

PS – Apparently Georgie was wrong — there is always room for Jell-O.

But now I have no place to put my plates.

…but not conclusion to the war. We finally learn why I got 19 lbs of Jell-O. Sort of.

Dawg, prepare to be dive bombed. (And…thank you? I think.)

I am very, very, very, very, very, very, very tired today. Coffee is not doing the trick today.

This morning there was a snowstorm here but I had an 8:00am meeting even though I go to work for 8:30am. I trudged all the way into work, got here early so got coffee and chatted with people and dumped my stuff off then headed to the meeting. Got there at 8:10am (oops) but was the. first. one. there. so didn’t feel bad about that. I’m pretty sure that was a big waste of my life, two hours that will never be given back to me, but… such is life.

SUPPOSEDLY Break Boy and I are hosting the second Wii party tonight, rescheduled from a few weeks back, but we’ll see if weather and people change that. I wouldn’t mind if it got cancelled, just cuz I am currently in that tired state and playing GH3 when tired sucks ass because my timing gets half a note off and I clunk all the notes and get frustrated and cry (ok, I don’t cry, but it’s funnier if I say that I do). But my brother is supposed to show up, and you all know I my brother, so I kinda don’t want it to get cancelled.

I did an entire meme last night to be published this morning but Firefox and WordPress tag teamed it by eating it. Bastards. So, here it is AGAIN but note that this is take 2 because I couldn’t tell ya what take 1 was (my FF doesn’t remember its history by default, even though the options are NOT set to NOT remember history… gotta it). So, thanks to my girl Sour for this meme. RULES: You go to Wikipedia and click on ‘random article’ in the left-hand navbar, and the first article title is your band name. Then click ‘random article’ again, that is your album name. Then click ‘random article’ another however many times, and those are your album tracks.

Band name: Woldemar Bargiel
Album name: Farmingdale Observer

Tracks:
1. Stories Told & Untold
2. The Marvelous Effect
3. Domingo Sarrey
4. Ctenopristis
5. Cartoonito
6. Shraga Weil
7. Kirkby Thore
8. Orange Pocket

(Why did I choose 8 tracks? Cuz my favorite number is 4 and 4 times 2 is 8, duh!)

PS – The war continues over at APODB. Read the comments to understand why that is a very effective weapon even though it doesn’t weigh 19 lb.

This war just got serious.

I am soooooooo gonna get you back.

A few days ago I had a chat in IM with Dawg, during which I happened to mention that there was a movie out on DVD that I TOTALLY WANTED TO BUY, and then we discussed another movie I had mentioned on my blog recently. I came home tonight from a long, hard day at the office (omg, I am sooooo kidding about that) and found presents.

Apparently I am currently losing the war. I’m pretty sure I’m going to keep losing. But, um, losing? is so not a bad thing.

Thank you, again, Dawg. :pinkpuffyheart: