eep, another earthquake. This one was a lot less scary. Did anyone else notice that the cake Petunia made in Chamber of Secrets is quite similar to the cover of The Rolling Stones' "Let it Bleed"?
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yay, Jilli! That's quite a relief.
I took a long, much needed nap, and that has taken the edge off the pain. It still hurts, but I can move around without wincing.
We're having tortellini in a sage cream sauce for dinner. Yay, comfort food!
I took a long, much needed nap, and that has taken the edge off the pain. It still hurts, but I can move around without wincing.
Moving without wincing is always a good thing.
I'm trying to decide if I feel like cooking. I should make something for lunch tomorrow. I've got a mango, and there's a tempeh mango salad that I really like, but peeling and cutting up a mango is a pain.
Yay Jilli!
Excellent news, Jilli!
I'm glad the nap helped, sj. And tortellini in sage cream sauce sounds delicious.
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Sham-Wow Vince is hawking a manual psuedo food processor called a "Slap Chop."
It's kind of scary. And he makes it sound sort of dirty.
I have made tempeh mango salad for lunch tomorrow. I feel all healthy now, even though I know this stuff has a bunch of fat. It's also got fruit, and soy, and scallions, which are a vegetable! And, um, curry powder and hot sauce, which I don't think have any nutritional benefits, but taste good. And a bunch of Veganaise.
So. Tempeh salad in pita. A clementine. Some baby carrots? This is a rather orange lunch. Maybe celery instead of carrots.
My mom has figured out that I don't answer the phone if I see it's her, so she's been calling from my siblings' phones lately. Blarg.
so she's been calling from my siblings' phones lately
That's not remotely passive aggressive, is it? Why doesn't she just guilt you directly like a normal parent?