Licorice Keyboards

It's finally hot and toasty in Connecticut.  I'm plopped in front of my computer with a fan and a bowl of ice cream.  O ice cream, how I love thee.  Not Breyer's Butter Pecan though, it's not very good.  Ben & Jerry's Butter Pecan on the other hand...
It was nice today, woke up at noon (on the dot, I don't know how, but I suddenly opened my eyes, turned my head and the second hand had just hit the 12, right where the other two hands were).  Lounged around the house a bit, listening to my Muse CD, and then mom and I went to a chinese restaurant for lunch.  The food, as usual, was lesst than mediocre.  We talked about random things.  At one point I found myself explaining how the SATs were more like gambling than actual test taking.  And when I think about it, it really is.  I could almost be a circuit lecturer on it...No, that's just silly.  And then we drove around the Aunt Hack area and looked at pretty houses and criticized ugly houses, and started talking about opening a cafe or something.  Mom actually said that it'd be interesting to open up a place that played stuff like Muse.  I thought it would be fun too.  If I don't make it as an architect, I think I could be perfectly content running a nice hotel or just a cafe.  I think I'd play music like Muse (of course), Bush, Radiohead, Pink Floyd, stuff that people know about but aren't too mainstream and yet somewhat mainstream.  No Blink, no rap, hip hop or R&B.  It'd be geared towards younger people like high school and college age.  They'd be allowed to lounge as long as they'd like and the stuff sold wouldn't be yucky or expensive (cough cough, Starbucks).  I think I'd like that...
And now for a meme, yet again, courtesy of Rachel:
Type your username with your..
Nose: 9ir54e4j hni8qa321
Elbow: irenia321
Tongue: irenia321
Chin: irtenias3212q
Foot: irenia321
Eyes shut: Irenia321
Apparently I have trouble typing with my nose, silly round nose...And thank god tongue came before foot, though my keyboard tastes like licorice...