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December 7th, 2009
 | 11:58 am - Calling all cooks
I'm wondering what to make for dinner tonight/lunches for the rest of the week. I'm thinking of a nice, thick, classic chicken stew, but I'm having trouble finding a recipe for it that doesn't require a slow-cooker or 3 hours on the stove. Does anyone have suggestions for simple, classic chicken stew recipes?
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December 4th, 2009
 | 04:44 pm - Thoughts on Precious
I've been hearing a lot things about the movie Precious, and they've been overwhelmingly good things. I am curious to see it. My mother has been kind of acting weird about it, though.
( Read more... )
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 | 01:35 pm - The Temporary Glitch in the Internal Happiness System Has been Repaired
Last night was just a small hiccough. I am back to kicking ass and taking names today. :)
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December 3rd, 2009
 | 10:23 pm
Dear brain,
NO. You are NOT ALLOWED to do this. I'm NOT LISTENING TO YOU. Just because we have one night of idleness doesn't mean you can start thinking MEAN THINGS at me.
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU. SHUT UP. Jeebus, do you even listen to yourself? You're not even making any SENSE. The stuff you're trying to tell me is RIDICULOUSLY UNTRUE.
Now I know why people drink and sniff glue. It's so they can KILL THEIR TREACHEROUS BRAIN CELLS.
Yesterday was awesome, and it was carrying on quite nicely into today until the BETRAYER IN MY SKULL STARTED UP. I will not let such a nice week get ruined by negative self-talk.
I am awesome. So there. Shut up.
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 | 01:14 pm - Hey! Winter! Hello?
How come it seems like everyone's getting snow but me? I'm the one who likes snow. Can I have some? Just a little dusting? Please?
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| 10:40 am - So nice
Up until yesterday, my plans for tonight included going home as quickly as possible, wolfing down something quick for dinner (probably one of the tins of soup I have on hand), and then spending from 7pm - 11pm at the library, doing research for my essay. Wild and crazy stuff!
Now that my final essay has been waived, however, I find myself with a free evening. There isn't even anything good on television (both my Thursday evening shows, CSI and SPN, are repeats). I might bake something. Or watch a DVD. Or play a video game that actually takes some time to play, rather than just stealing a game of FreeCell or Farmville here and there. I might read. I might write something. I might do anything! It's very exciting.
It also occurs to me to head up to Yorkdale mall to see if I can't finish off my Christmas shopping. The idea of wandering a mall on my free time kind of fills me with dread, though. But better a Thursday evening than a Saturday or something, I suppose.
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November 30th, 2009
 | 01:46 pm - Yarg.
Salt & vinegar chips may not have been the wisest choice for someone whose tongue is still healing from being bitten.
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November 29th, 2009
| 12:12 am - I hate this
Earlier today, I accidentally bit the side of my tongue, hard. It now hurts like a sonofabitch. Plus, it's slightly swollen, making it more likely that I'll bite it again (which I have done, twice).
Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.
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November 28th, 2009
| 10:47 am - Dreams that lie
Well that's the last time I listen to MY subconscious!
I dreamed last night that I won the grand prize on a Cash For Life scratch ticket ($1000/wk for life). It was such a cool dream, and it seemed so real! So when I was in the supermarket today, I picked up a couple tickets, and didn't win anything.
I feel betrayed.
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November 27th, 2009
| 11:13 am
I also dreamed last night that James Cromwell was my dentist.
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| 11:08 am - RANDOM COOKIE
Some guy came up to my desk and offered me a cookie, which I accepted. My cubicle neighbour asked, "Do you know Greg? I don't think you've met." Then he introduced us, and said, "I just thought it might be weird to be offered a cookie by a guy you don't know."
I shrugged and said, "It's white chocolate macademia nut. I don't ask questions."
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November 26th, 2009
 | 02:55 pm - Dad Update
Well, he's home. Already! We thought he'd need to go to Freeport or a convalesence home, but nope! He's doing much better than expected, and was anxious to get home again.
I'm not sure why I'm surprised at all; this is pretty much par for the course for Dad. In spite of all his various disabilities, he's always healed from things (that can be healed from) exceedingly quickly. He gets knocked down by something, but just gets right back up again.
Dad the Weeble-wobble.
(I am grateful for this, but also for the fact that I seem to have inherited that trait. I've recovered quickly from any injury or illness I've ever suffered.)
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November 24th, 2009
 | 03:21 pm - The Briar King
I've finished The Briar King. It turned out to be less a novel than a prelude. I've been caught like that before, most notably by G.R.R. Martin's A Game of Thrones. I had no idea when I started it that it was just the beginning of a several-book story, but I lapped it up utterly anyway and came back for more.
The Briar King, on the other hand, does not really entice me to seek out more. For one thing, ( Cut for serious spoilers. I basically talk about the ending of the book. Don't read unless you've read the book or have no intention on ever reading the book. )
I talk more generally about the book a couple entires ago, buried among the clawbits.
I'm not sure what I'm going to read next on my Reader. I'm still quite solidly in the mode where I don't want anything too thinky: just brain candy. For home, however, I think I'll finally pick up one of the Terry Pratchett novels ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) valkryor loaned me, um.... over six months ago.
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November 23rd, 2009
 | 02:00 pm - Three short Clawbits
I've been in a very electronically anti-social mood for the past several days, and so I thought I'd catch you guys up on what's been going on in the World of Clawfoot lately. I actually just finished writing a great big huge long entry about it, but I realized I could boil it down to three points:
- still busy
- still stressed
- still whining about it
I think that covers it, and it spares you all from having to slog through the whole thing.
ADDENDUM: Okay, I just realized how horribly petulant I sounded there. For those who would care to read it, here's the post I wrote up:
( Cut for length )
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November 17th, 2009
 | 11:40 am - Dad update
(Contents copy & pasted from an email originally fired off to epi_lj, but has since been pasted into about a dozen more emails, and is now an LJ post.)
My mother just called. Dad's out of surgery, and there were no complications. The tumour was actually 8cm (that sounds pretty big to me), and the surgeon said that it looked like a clean extraction, they're sure they got it all, and he doesn't think it's spread anywhere.
Dad will not need a colostomy bag, which is great. He will likely take a while to recover, though -- he'll be in the hospital for about a week, and then he'll probably go to a convalescence home for another week or two if we can get approved for it (not much trouble anticipated there, really).
The dog is staying with my sisters until Friday, so Mum's rattling around in the house on her own (and, I suspect, loving it when she isn't feeling too guilty about loving it).
We're not completely out of the woods yet, but it's looking like a shorter and brighter trip than it did before.
Thank you, everyone, for your well-wishes and good thoughts. We're underway towards the best case scenario (this just winding up as a blip on my father's rather extensive medical history).
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/happy_sp.gif) hopeful
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November 13th, 2009
| 02:25 pm - Happy happy happy!
Happy birthday to one of my oldest and dearest friends, valkryor!!
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November 12th, 2009
| 10:59 pm - I'm not ignoring you
I haven't been either posting or commenting very much lately (especially not commenting). I'm still reading, though. I'm not ignoring you all -- I'm just going through a somewhat insular phase, I think.
In other news, I love SPN. So, so much.
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November 11th, 2009
 | 02:30 pm - Care and Feeding of your Local Clawfoot
These thoughts were something I've been intending to put down for a while, but never got around to. I was reminded of it today when epi_lj got an email he is quite excited over -- a new product announcement from the place he buys his synthesizer modules from. They didn't tell him what the new product was -- just that there was going to be a new product soon. He is very excited about it, but my first reaction was that it was a mean thing for the company to do. This highlights our differences in handling surprises, I think, which is the subject of this post.
( Surprise! )
Man, writing out stuff like this makes me feel high-maintenance. :P But I know it's not likely to come up otherwise until someone actually inadvertently stumbles into one of my buttons (which, I think, are rather few, all told).
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 | 09:41 am - Sleeeeeeepy
I don't know why, but I was awake until 2:30am last night. I don't even know what I was doing. Nothing productive, important, or even interesting. And now I'm yawning like a fiend at work.
I suppose everyone has to do something stupid every once in a while.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/sleepy_sp.gif) sleepy
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November 9th, 2009
| 08:31 pm - Smells so good...
I made a shepherd's pie, and finished my reading for tonight while it was in the oven. I'm just browning the top now, and it smells wonderful.
I find myself with some actual free time tonight. I might even tune into CSI Miami at ten, as there's the three-branch crossover this week. I haven't watched Horatio in ages -- it might be fun to watch him and his sunglasses again.
I have a long list of "shoulds," though. I should put away the sweaters I brought from home. I should work on a writing project or two. I even find myself thinking I should get ahead on my reading. But you know, I think I'm just going to flake.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/moonsis/stars/purple/mellow_sp.gif) calm
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