Way Deep Down South, Yo, We Play This Game
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a_t_rain.
( Fun with Dialectology! )
a_t_rain. ( Fun with Dialectology! )
Saturday Night/Sunday Morning
Jan. 24th, 2010 03:04 amI haven't had a whole lot to say lately, as you've probably noticed; life carries on at its usual speed. I managed to clonk myself on the head this evening at work (nothing serious, but it sure hurt at the time), and feel a massive bruise coming on. I think it's pretty well hidden, but with my luck it'll seep onto my forehead. Ow.
I like cooking, but do not like to grocery shop very much, probably because it is one of the most tedious chores in the history of ever and no matter how I feel when I enter the store, I'm always tired, cranky, and ready to kill someone when I leave. It doesn't help that I shop primarily at my hated workplace. Anyway, at least we're ready for the next of my culinary adventures, because not by veggie burgers alone can man live. (Seriously. There were three layers of them on waxed paper in a Tupperware container in the fridge. We have just now eaten the first layer, which was about 4-5 burgers. FYI, they are delicious on sandwich thins with grainy mustard, tomato, and avocado, also cheese. They are also good with pesto, tomatoes, and mozzarella. I am trying to think of a Mexican-flavored variation that doesn't involve beans, since there are plenty in the burger already. We have got some salsa verde left over, which presents possibilities.)
The lolmom has made noises about making pumpernickel bread. Mmmm, delicious pumpernickel bread. :9
Also, I tolda_t_rain I would rec her Merchant of Venice fic, then failed to actually rec the fic, so here 'tis: A Wilderness of Monkeys. It's a WIP and this is only the first part, but I look forward to the rest of the story. Shylock/Portia hatesex! How can you not go in for that? (Yeah, okay, I like Shylock even if he is an asshole. Faith of my fathers, and all that.) Go read it. Now.
Also, apropos of nothing:
Dear floor lamp in the den,
Do not go out. DO NOT. I see you flickering and quavering.
Yours very truly,
l33
I like cooking, but do not like to grocery shop very much, probably because it is one of the most tedious chores in the history of ever and no matter how I feel when I enter the store, I'm always tired, cranky, and ready to kill someone when I leave. It doesn't help that I shop primarily at my hated workplace. Anyway, at least we're ready for the next of my culinary adventures, because not by veggie burgers alone can man live. (Seriously. There were three layers of them on waxed paper in a Tupperware container in the fridge. We have just now eaten the first layer, which was about 4-5 burgers. FYI, they are delicious on sandwich thins with grainy mustard, tomato, and avocado, also cheese. They are also good with pesto, tomatoes, and mozzarella. I am trying to think of a Mexican-flavored variation that doesn't involve beans, since there are plenty in the burger already. We have got some salsa verde left over, which presents possibilities.)
The lolmom has made noises about making pumpernickel bread. Mmmm, delicious pumpernickel bread. :9
Also, I told
a_t_rain I would rec her Merchant of Venice fic, then failed to actually rec the fic, so here 'tis: A Wilderness of Monkeys. It's a WIP and this is only the first part, but I look forward to the rest of the story. Shylock/Portia hatesex! How can you not go in for that? (Yeah, okay, I like Shylock even if he is an asshole. Faith of my fathers, and all that.) Go read it. Now.Also, apropos of nothing:
Dear floor lamp in the den,
Do not go out. DO NOT. I see you flickering and quavering.
Yours very truly,
l33
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1.) I had to go to Hendo for an interview yesterday (I think I'm out of the running for that one; sometimes you just know), and was struck by how different the place seems to Indiana, even though it's 30-40 minutes from Evansville and there's a lot of back-and-forth between the two cities (not to mention southeastern Illinois, which is also a few miles off). I can't put my finger on it; maybe it's just the weird knowledge that oh hey, I'm in the South now. (When I was growing up, my grandparents lived in Georgia, and we visited every so often; we also spent some time in Virginia and North Carolina, vacationly speaking. Because of this, I like visiting the South and I have happy memories of it, though aspects of it are seriously borked such that I'd never want to live there.) Anyway, just off 41, there's a leasing company that offers apartments at weekly rates, which started me fantasizing, even though this raises questions (blah blah blah other obligations blah blah blah finding work gabble gabble don't seriously want to live in Kentucky I mean WHAT would I tell people rhubarb rhubarb) and if I did do it, it would seriously blow my residency status all to hell when I go back to school next year, not to mention get my University library privileges revoked until I go back. This last is The Thing That Must Not Be.
2.) For no apparent reason, I am craving the Russian Revolution SO BAD. Hello there, teenaged!l33! How are you today?
2a.) Apparently, I am still emotionally a lot more sympathetic towards Communism than I thought (O RLY???) because every time I read articles critical of the ideology, I get a little huffy in my brain. (In fairness, there's also pro-Communist stuff out there which is total glurge, and I can't stand to read that shit either.)
2b.) Clearly, I will never be grown up. OH NOES.
2c.) Conventional adulthood is for simps anyway.
2d.) Maybe I should just go down to Coyoacan one of these days like I always wanted to do and get it out of my system.
2e.) …never mind. It will probably never be out of my system. COMMUNISM: It broke my heart and part of me still loves it all the same.
3.) The other night, I had a dream that I had fallen asleep onduokinneas, which had absolutely no basis in reality but was v. nice all the same.
4.) Decided to crash on the couch last night with the porch door open and the fan going. Callice climbed up and snuggled up on my feet (not on the blanket, which is her preferred bed) and stayed there more or less until I woke up. My back hates me now, but it was otherwise v. pleasant.
5.) Don't have to be at work until 6:30 (but once I'm there, I have to stick it out until midnight, because we are SO BUSY at midnight, you know), and if I can get through another 5-and-a-half-hour shift tomorrow, I shall have earned my day off. Really not looking forward to tonight, though. Good thing I don't have to leave for another 4 hours.
6.) Made cabbage salad for lunch and had it with a hard-boiled egg and half an avocado and a chunk of baguette. We need more eggs now, though. Also, I need to finish some of the leftovers in the fridge. Nom nom nom. :9
7.) Need to clean up the kitchen shortly. l33 out.
Also, I'm going to forget unless I do this right now, so:
( The cut, she has big letters! )
2.) For no apparent reason, I am craving the Russian Revolution SO BAD. Hello there, teenaged!l33! How are you today?
2a.) Apparently, I am still emotionally a lot more sympathetic towards Communism than I thought (O RLY???) because every time I read articles critical of the ideology, I get a little huffy in my brain. (In fairness, there's also pro-Communist stuff out there which is total glurge, and I can't stand to read that shit either.)
2b.) Clearly, I will never be grown up. OH NOES.
2c.) Conventional adulthood is for simps anyway.
2d.) Maybe I should just go down to Coyoacan one of these days like I always wanted to do and get it out of my system.
2e.) …never mind. It will probably never be out of my system. COMMUNISM: It broke my heart and part of me still loves it all the same.
3.) The other night, I had a dream that I had fallen asleep on
duokinneas, which had absolutely no basis in reality but was v. nice all the same. 4.) Decided to crash on the couch last night with the porch door open and the fan going. Callice climbed up and snuggled up on my feet (not on the blanket, which is her preferred bed) and stayed there more or less until I woke up. My back hates me now, but it was otherwise v. pleasant.
5.) Don't have to be at work until 6:30 (but once I'm there, I have to stick it out until midnight, because we are SO BUSY at midnight, you know), and if I can get through another 5-and-a-half-hour shift tomorrow, I shall have earned my day off. Really not looking forward to tonight, though. Good thing I don't have to leave for another 4 hours.
6.) Made cabbage salad for lunch and had it with a hard-boiled egg and half an avocado and a chunk of baguette. We need more eggs now, though. Also, I need to finish some of the leftovers in the fridge. Nom nom nom. :9
7.) Need to clean up the kitchen shortly. l33 out.
Also, I'm going to forget unless I do this right now, so:
( The cut, she has big letters! )
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