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I made this chocolate mousse tonight. It's good, though I think I made the same mistake the poster made, because mine is also riddled with small bits of unmelted chocolate (or perhaps the meringue was too cool? It is fairly cool in my apartment so I don't think "room temperature" means what they intended it to mean). And also, there are way too many fucking bowls involved. Okay, it's only two, but you have to wash one of them in the middle of the process and I do not have enough room to be pouring things from bowl to bowl and washing up in the middle. I have a cutting board laid over my sink and a strip of counter space about 12" long by 4" wide, and the top of my stove. That is it. My life, so hard. wah wah wah.
I think I'm pretty much decided on what I'm making for gifts, but tomorrow I will be trying out some kind of cinnamon chocolate cake. I will report back how it turns out. If it is really awesome, maybe I will drop out the nutella cake and substitute it. Decisions, decisions.
I think baking is a good way to spend the coming snowpolcaypse, don't you?
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| glimpse your many futures |
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Posted on December 18, 2009 @ 1:51 pm
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Bring me the finest bagels and muffins in the land! My yuletide story has been sent off to beta!
It turned out all right in the end, I think. It needs a good polishing, but it isn't the horror I was afraid it was going to be when I was struggling over each and every word.
Now onto Broken Toys!
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I stayed up late last night and now I am very tired. It was hard to get out of bed this morning. It is very cold outside, and it's supposed to snow. My parents said not to come, because of the weather. So I have an unexpected weekend at home. Surely there will be baking. And writing. And sleeping. Dear god, so much sleeping.
Have a poem, since I am clearly incapable of writing an entry:
The God Who Loves You
It must be troubling for the god who loves you
To ponder how much happier you'd be today
Had you been able to glimpse your many futures.
It must be painful for him to watch you on Friday evenings
Driving home from the office, content with your week—
Three fine houses sold to deserving families—
Knowing as he does exactly what would have happened
Had you gone to your second choice for college,
Knowing the roommate you'd have been allotted
Whose ardent opinions on painting and music
Would have kindled in you a lifelong passion.
A life thirty points above the life you're living
On any scale of satisfaction. And every point
A thorn in the side of the god who loves you.
You don't want that, a large-souled man like you
Who tries to withhold from your wife the day's disappointments
So she can save her empathy for the children.
And would you want this god to compare your wife
With the woman you were destined to meet on the other campus?
It hurts you to think of him ranking the conversation
You'd have enjoyed over there higher in insight
Than the conversation you're used to.
And think how this loving god would feel
Knowing that the man next in line for your wife
Would have pleased her more than you ever will
Even on your best days, when you really try.
Can you sleep at night believing a god like that
Is pacing his cloudy bedroom, harassed by alternatives
You're spared by ignorance? The difference between what is
And what could have been will remain alive for him
Even after you cease existing, after you catch a chill
Running out in the snow for the morning paper,
Losing eleven years that the god who loves you
Will feel compelled to imagine scene by scene
Unless you come to the rescue by imagining him
No wiser than you are, no god at all, only a friend
No closer than the actual friend you made at college,
The one you haven't written in months. Sit down tonight
And write him about the life you can talk about
With a claim to authority, the life you've witnessed,
Which for all you know is the life you've chosen.
~Carl Dennis
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| Link grumpage |
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Posted on December 18, 2009 @ 10:31 am
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Hathorlegacy, which I usually like, recommended a rather fearmongering article on slate which was pretty much "OMG! Too many Catholics on the Supreme Court!" and showed very very little understanding of how Catholicism in the US actually works. The days of blind obedience to the Pope are over, folks. US Catholics are essentially politically demographically exactly the same as the political demographics for the rest of the country.
(brought to you by the committee of "No I haven't heard evangelicals tell me I'm some sort of papal automaton and I'm going to hell nearly often enough. Please, tell me this again." and its subcommittee of "Nope, haven't heard I'm stupid and automatically incapable of rational thought for having a religion at all often enough either.")
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| Halftime Pup Talk |
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Posted on December 18, 2009 @ 4:34 pm
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http://cuteoverload.com/2009/12/18/halftime-pup-talk/ http://cuteoverload.com/?p=36782 All right, boys, I know things aren’t looking good out there: We’re down 189 to 3, half our defensive line is in a coma, and our quarterback is curled up in a fetal position in the locker room crying for his mommy.
But don’t give up. When the team is up against it, and the breaks are beating the boys, I’m asking you to go in there with all you’ve got, and win just one for the Yipper.
Star sender-inner Moriah L. scores another touchdown!
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| i got a little story you should know |
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Posted on December 18, 2009 @ 1:16 am
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1240 words!
I'm not done, but the end is in sight!
Woo!
And now I must go to bed, because I am up way too late.
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| i had sex with your wife |
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Posted on December 17, 2009 @ 10:22 pm
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Friday Night Lights
( spoilers )
I love this show so so much. I can't believe that it consistently gets shut out of awards, because it is pretty consistently (early season 2 aside) head and shoulders above most other shows on television. Sigh.
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I came home from work tonight and took a nap. I haven't done that in ages (I mean, okay, a few nights ago I fell asleep on the couch, but that wasn't planned - this was planned). I also ordered in, something I don't do very often anymore either. I got my period this morning and it's freaking freezing out. I felt I deserved both.
Also, my new comforter arrived. I haven't had a new one in ages. I still love my old (fifteen-years-old) black comforter with the lilies on it, but I needed something new and this one is pretty. Hopefully it's warm, too. I'm not going to put it on the bed till my period's over, though, just to be safe.
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| Submission & Beta Queue Closing for Holidays |
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Posted on December 17, 2009 @ 11:56 am
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The Quidditch Pitch staff would like to wish all of you a safe and happy holiday season!
Queue: Beginning Monday 21 December 2009 through Monday 4 January 2010, our submission queue will be closed for the holidays. This is to allow our entire staff time to finish their current stories and prepare for the holidays with their families and friends. The staff of The Quidditch Pitch will return energized after the holiday to fulfill all of your fanfiction needs. If you are currently working on stories you would like posted to the site, please contact your Quidditch Assistant and make arrangements to have the story updated prior to 21 December.
Happy Holidays!
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Posted on December 17, 2009 @ 10:28 am
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various. and also sundry:
= 850 words on my yuletide. I am getting there, I think. I hope. *meep*
= I have Google wave invites (I never log in, because it seems pointless and counterintuitive to me, but whatever), DW invites, and those LJ holiday coupons if anyone wants them.
= I posted two ficlets in the past two days:
Sometime Around Midnight
Dark Angel; Max/Alec; pg; 310 words
Since he can't get drunk, there's only one way to forget.
I look at the world and I notice it's turning
Harry Potter; Remus/Sirius; pg; 650 words
"I needed to hear this song." (sequel to The Love There That's Sleeping)
They were the only complete results from my foray into the ten songs/ten ficlets thing this time around, though I started a couple others that might get written once yuletide is done.
= Is it me or is delicious really flaky lately? Half the time I click on something and I get the "experiencing technical difficulties" message.
= I am attempting to put together some top 10 lists for the decade and while I think I can sort of do favorite characters (way more than ten *snerk*), favorite episodes is frustrating me, partly because my memory is pretty crappy, and partly because I can only think of WW and BSG episodes, and also because I waffle about whether to include "The Body" or OMWF. Though I have to say, I think best episode title of the decade has to go to "Dim Sum, Lose Some," but only because I am ridiculously fond of bad puns.
It is a puzzlement.
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| together we rise |
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Posted on December 16, 2009 @ 10:33 pm
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So it's quote Leo McGarry day:
"If we're going to walk into walls I want us running into them full speed. We're going to lose some of these battles, and we might even lose the White House, but we're not going to be threatened by issues. We're going to bring 'em front and center. We're going to raise the level of public debate in this country, and let that be our legacy."
*sniffle*
Oh, Leo...
(You might also enjoy watching this vid, and by "enjoy" I mean "get chills and bawl like a baby" [the way the show used to make me], which is impressive for something that's not even a full 2 minutes long. At first I was like, "this is an odd song choice" and then some of the lyrics make it more understandable, and THEN the chorus kicks in and that is where the chills and the crying come from.)
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Thank you to all the people who had such kind things to say on the love meme. I truly appreciate it. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Thank you also to ![[livejournal.com profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif) celtprincess13 for the lovely card, and to angelgazing for the delicious cookies and the amazing gift. ♥♥♥♥♥
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I made the buttermilk cake again today, but I switched out orange zest for the lemon zest and added two tsp of orange juice. And left out the raspberries. It's good, but it's lacking something. Possibly I will add dried cranberries on top next time. Hmm...
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Criminal Minds
( spoilers want to be a BAMF like Emily Prentiss when they grow up )
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Thanks to fleurdeleo, angelgazing and luzdeestrellas, I think I have figured out how to fix my yuletide story. I hope. I just have to figure out how to actually write it. I mean, I have 600 words so I'm on the way, but you know, there have been plot developments and you know how that hurts my wee brain. But I have a plan now, I think. I hope.
Wish me luck!
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Posted on December 17, 2009 @ 12:35 am
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http://cuteoverload.com/2009/12/16/ehhhhn/ http://cuteoverload.com/?p=36710 According to the Daily Mail:
Seven months ago Sisso damaged his right wing and although he has been gradually nursed back to health he is unable to fly. Before the harness came along all he could do was flap aimlessly on the ground.
See another sweet pic and read more over at the Daily Mail. Kudos to Cuteporter Jamie R. for this one.
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