I think it's also useful not to think of writing as some magical thing that very few people can do, or that requires a special muse or whatever. It's a job. Some days you call out sick. Some days you don't do your best. But if you keep showing up, you can get it done.

sacrelicious: 1) A description of a recipe that should not exist for religious reasons, but tastes good anyway. 2) Any cooking done with communion wafers.

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Huh.

Oops. I llama dramaed again, at my desk. I think no one saw.

Aw Allyson, I would so give you an A!

I am looking things up today, first paw paw and now sous vide. So I am feeling a bit brainless, but at least I have the good sense to follow the lead of my mom the librarian and look things up.

This is a horrible word. There shouldn't be a word for that. It just endorses it.

It is a horrible word. That's what happened to my mom, but I never knew what to call it so I just had to describe it, which is worse. I'm sorta glad there's a word for it.

How?

Cook one chopped onion on high for 6 hours, stirring once an hour (you can get fancy and add some other ingredients for part of that time, I like garlic and apples), then 1 pound of chicken liver stirred into the onion and cooked for another hour. At that point everything is pretty much falling apart and stirring with a wooden spoon will "chop" it. Maybe add a tablespoon of port to smooth out the texture. Add chopped hard-boiled eggs if you like that sort of thing.

Way easier than any other method I've tried.

I think it's also useful not to think of writing as some magical thing that very few people can do, or that requires a special muse or whatever. It's a job. Some days you call out sick. Some days you don't do your best. But if you keep showing up, you can get it done.

Amy I love this! So true!

Have we seen this Malvin and Cobbes T-shirt?

My friend Karen made that shirt! Everyone should buy one!

Today's lunch: baked asparagus omelette, pancakes and hot chocolate with whipped cream.

Damn, that sounds good. My lunch was microwaved TJ's Indian food, but maybe tomorrow I should go out for pancakes instead.

I've been mildly sick for two weeks and I just wish it would go away. It's not miserable or anything, but it makes it hard to sleep and I'm so draggy these days. Bleh. But I did go for a short walk at lunch today, and it improved my mood hugely. Sunshine! Fallen leaves! Fresh air! Must do that more often.

I mean, the correct answer is "is awesome if you can do it and want to, and if you can't or don't, don't beat yourself up, because the real antifeminist thing here is being a smug jerkhead about a woman's feeding choices, unless those choices are feeding the kid whiskey and pork rinds, in which case, have fun."

By denying those helpless babies their whiskey and pork rinds, you are DISCRIMINATING AGAINST AN OPPRESSED CLASS and are probably a Nazi.

I think it's garlic fries for lunch today. And another run by Fry's to exchange stuff. Ick.

Cook one chopped onion on high for 6 hours, stirring once an hour (you can get fancy and add some other ingredients for part of that time, I like garlic and apples), then 1 pound of chicken liver stirred into the onion and cooked for another hour. At that point everything is pretty much falling apart and stirring with a wooden spoon will "chop" it. Maybe add a tablespoon of port to smooth out the texture.

I am so trying this. Thanks!