mile high fudge brownie pie, man.

[impy]

You know you want the pie. You know you do. But you can't have the pie because currently it's only one giant round brownie. Still cooling. So here I am. I also made another pie, but I don't remember what it is. It has an Oreo crust though and is similar to my fudge brownie one. But not the same. Because that would just be plain silly, you know?

Mmm. Pie filling was delicious. Of course add cool whip to just about anything sweet and it's hard to make it turn out disgusting. [exceptions made for jello and the years of awful creations over at mandy's. Geez...]

So, this little radio that came with my skanky hoho MyScene Delancey came in handy today. While cleaning, I got to listen to the radio over the sound of two vacuums [one steamer, actually], running water, the washer & dryer, and any noise I was making. Yay! Would have used said radio earlier, only I couldn't find my screwdrivers from Davidy and had to make due with a nailfile. I miss the screwdrivers. They're perhaps the most useful gift anyone's given me in recent years. Not the most well loved, mind you, but the most useful.

Woe.

Happy Thanksgiving to those that celebrate at this time. To those that don't, eat something fattening and think happy thoughts.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to stalk my pie and listen to some NPR.