you can't do that with a tiffany lamp!

enough of that crap, let's talk more about me my hair!

(in other words, I know that this is pretty spammy, but I JUST WANTED TO SHARE THE AMUSEMENT YOU GUYS! MY HAIR HAS NO REGARD FOR PHYSICS!)

( look at this shit. )

thank you for your time.



♫ it's time to tryyy defyyyying graaaavityyyy... ♪

does anyone have a secret hint to help me NOT THROW UP ALL DAY?*

... 'cause right now, my track record ... she is not so good. :/



*I'm pretty sure I don't even have the flu or anything. my stomach just freaking hates me. worst day off ever.




[in other news,
PRESIDENT MOTHERFUCKING BARACK OBAMA. hell yes.]

wait. no, wait. so you're saying I DON'T live in a frat house, rife with smelly boyish douchebaggery?

( then why are people writing on mirrors with assorted hygienic creams and pastes? )

&my house; (where by the implication of "heart" I technically mean "what the actual fuck".)

(ps - the play-by-play is
the 1st line: my mother, yesterday morning, Colgate Baking Soda & Peroxide Whitening toothpaste.
the 2nd line: my brother, last night, Gillette Foamy Regular shaving cream.
the 3rd line: me, this afternoon, Crest Whitening Expressions Vanilla Mint toothpaste.)


also I need a haircut. badly. IT IS SERIOUSLY TOUCHING MY SHOULDERS YOU GUYS. D:


[ETA: conversation between my mom and me later in the evening
me: you know you could probably have worded that in a less pissy way.
mom: well I mean, do you know how hard it is to write with TOOTHPASTE?
me: actually, yes! and it is pretty difficult. so I guess I will cut you some slack.]

this is waaaaay out of my norm, but I've kind of sort of just snapped a little, so.

dear specific-cadre-of-LJ-Whovians (to which group I don't believe anyone in my friendslist belongs; you are all rather sane and commendable in this regard):

SIMMER DOWN. this is the tenth time they've changed actors; you'd think we might grow accustomed to it or something.

*hands*


(......... ahahahahaha HIS HAIR ♥)









and in other completely random but-I-must-share news, WHY CAN I NEVER ACTUALLY LOOK AT THE SHIRTS IN SNORGTEES AD BANNERS? answer: LEGS. *facepalm*

this is the part where I whine (feel free to ignore): I worked 5 hours on Christmas freaking Eve and made all of $26. grump. /whine

however, I did take a friend and coworker home for pierogi, as her family is being shitty (and mine, for once, is not. yay!). so we had nommy food and some lovely chat time (to be honest, I am also kind of silly for her. which is a pity because she has gotten back with her girlfriend and also has this boy-complication, so her dance card appears rather full at the moment). good times. :)

also, I had a delicious, cozy, and very white-Christmasy lunch with gryphons_lair, followed by a brief afternoon of browsing and chatting at Brookfield Square. I also showed her THE BOOTS, which I have taken to calling my "Christmas shoes" (yes, like in the song. I am ~EMOTIONAL about them D: *pathetic*).

both parents are at church right now, but should be home soon so we can do ... I don't know what, as there aren't really presents this year. but we'll do something familyish :D

happy solstichanukwanzachristmawinter, my friends!

draaaaaaaama. or, at least, my version of it. surprise, it involves a) food, b) jobs, and c) weather. oh, also internet tv. and ryan ross.

first, storytime! yesterday I was SUPER CRANKY at the snow, because it meant I couldn't go in to Outpost to do my demoing and baking. well, guess what, I WENT IN ANYWAY. by mid-afternoon the weather had calmed down enough that I was able to drive out, do the baking (two tarts and five dozen cupcakes) and give Mom a tour of the store, and be home by 8. rockin! and I'm SO HAPPY I DID, because today was AMAZING. the gluten-free mini chocolate cupcakes were a HUGE HIT (and I made at least one little girl with celiac VERY HAPPY :D), and the brie-apple tarts got DEMOLISHED. I even had to run upstairs and print out more recipe cards halfway through the day, because so many people wanted to make it at home! and at LEAST half a dozen people asked to buy a premade tart, straight up. I was flattered, even though I could not actually sell the tart *g*

also, since phurie_dae coaxed me into watching it (twisted my arm. really.) I have TOTALLY FALLEN FOR BBC'S MERLIN. ugggggggh. BOYS~ and PLEASE, COME ON, SOMEBODY TRY AND TELL ME WEE!MERLIN IS *NOT* A CLONE OF RYAN ROSS. I DARE YOU. you guys, I need people to flail at about this show. message me.

thirdly, secret message for sansets: (I don't want to jinx anything because my desire to write has been rather fragile lately, along with my free time, but) GRETA AND LADY!BRENDON WILL NOT STOP MAKING OUT IN MY HEAD. IT'S VERY DISTRACTING. D:<

MOVING ON!


Apple and Brie Tart with Honey and Walnuts

( yeah, another recipe. I like coming up with these, okay? anyway, THIS TART IS DELICIOUS. )

YOU GUYS! I LOVE MY JOB!

you guys.



I really really want to go to culinary school instead of spending oodles of money stubbornly finishing an english degree that I will probably only use to pay for culinary school, if that. :/



(I do want to finish said degree, eventually, but OMG CULINARY SCHOOL.)


more on this angst later. work now :)

okay, so, whatever, I translate things into food. it's how I roll. also, IT'S MY FUCKING JOB, OKAY? (oh god I love the fact that I can actually say that.)

anyway, ( delicious Folie a Deux cookies. )

the great thing about these cookies is they're not just Folie A Deux because that was what I was listening to on my drive to and from work, while coming up with the concept, and while baking them. they're Folie A Deux because, to me, they're like the album (and yes, this is where I start to sound kind of crazy). they're salty and sweet with a bit of a bite, a little spicy; luscious (because of the pumpkin, mmmm pumpkin) and yet layered with textures: crunchy, chewy, velvety-sweet-smooth; they're pretty and golden but a little scruffy, too. also my springboard was a traditional classic recipe (my grandmother's chocolate chip cookies), but then I modded the hell out of it to get something new -- kind of like the synthetic process that built Folie A Deux into what it is. and, ultimately, like the album, I'm not quite certain yet what I think of them -- but I'm pretty sure it balances out on the side of awesome. also color of the batter matches PStump's hair.

...WOO! COOKIES!

a.k.a. some good news and some bad news, with just a splash of self-pity (because, really, it's my journal and I'll cry if I want to):





R.I.P. Black Pearl



July 18, 2006 - November 26, 2008
nb: the scratches & the weird edges/corners are courtesy of my brother; in addition to taking REALLY BAD CARE of the iPod (direct quote: "it got slammed in a few doors") he apparently also thought it would be clever to RUN A LIGHTER AROUND THE EDGES, thereby bubbling, burning, and generally fucking up the clear plastic. WHAT THE HELL. ASSHOLE.


HOWEVER, ( Saving The Day: what best friends are for? )

ETA: MEET GRETA! thank you, kinetikatrue! I am plotting as to your reward. we will be in touch. *g*

SO: help me name my new 2004 40G iPod Photo! as stated above, the main criterion is that the name be OUTSTANDINGLY AWESOME and/or TOTALLY SWEET. in particular, I am leaning toward names that are a little more dignified than your average fare. also, I am aware that I am very silly. shh.

the winning suggestion(s) will earn the person(s) who suggested it(/them) ... something. I do not know what quite yet. but something! along with the joy and warmth of knowing that you have assisted a friend in need!

...SO COME ON!

ACTUAL YOUTUBE ADDRESS!

UP-TO-DATE INFORMATION!

TRANSPARENCY!!!

change.gov is totally my homepage right now!




... THIS IS SO EXCITING!