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As anticipated, I did not run today. In fact, I didn't do much of anything interesting today except see everyone in the French department, now that we're all reluctantly back after break.
In lieu of any exciting tales to recount/narcissistic photos to post, I will share some excerpts from my back-and-forth wall posts with Roommate Tina, beginning with a discussion of her speedy 10K time (46:49):
Me: You are seriously fast, woman! I'm seriously jealous/extremely proud of you! If you come to Illinois, I'll reward you with some sweet spooning!
Roommate Tina: mica, don't even tease me like that. i will run all the way to illinois if you promise me some of that sweet spooning...you got your mixer!!! did you request the artisan or the pro? if you got the pro, i'd really like to know how it is. i'm considering an upgrade. tell me about all the delicious things you make with it, especially if they are peanut butter love monkey cupcakes. [We've decided this will be our signature cupcake when we quit our current positions and open "Asian Girls' Cupcakes" bakery.]
Me: I'm going to open it on Thursday and try to use it at least once this weekend. I'll let you know how it goes. Better yet, you should run to Illinois and try it out for yourself. (Bring your Artisan, and we can have a mixer playdate.) After we're done comparing, we can spoon and feed each other PB love monkey cupcakes. Ahhhh.
Roommate Tina: okay i'm going to go put on my shoes and run over to illinois cradling my kitchenaid in my arms. actually, that would be really hard to do. i wonder if anyone has tried that before?
Finally, I'm considering making some kind of baked good to bring to the culture seminar on Thursday. I won't be attempting to figure out my mixer tomorrow, so ideally, it will be something simple and not too time-consuming. Any suggestions? [Dan, Second-String Dan, Rebecca, Liz: Any requests?] It should probably be noted that the professor is a European who prides himself on never having eaten macaroni and cheese...and who probably thinks I'm a culture-illiterate doofus.