Wednesday, December 24
I'm a taste cook. I follow the recipe in general, but I spend a lot of time sampling and adding whatever I think it needs and sampling again, keeping tabs on the product through every stage of cooking.
This is extra interesting when you're making eggnog.
This is extra interesting when you're making eggnog.
Saturday, December 20
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test
Pretty well spot-on, actually.
*is amused*
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Very High |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | Moderate |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | Moderate |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Very Low |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Low |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Very High |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Moderate |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | Low |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Low |
Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test
Pretty well spot-on, actually.
*is amused*
Saturday, December 13
My phone just beeped to tell me that I had two text messages, which surprised me mildly as no one I know texts. These turned out to be from someone or another (name unknown, phone number faked) to inform me that "Chris Anderson is my man u are a fucking scag u stay away from him", or something along those lines - as I've never met anyone named Chris Anderson and am not currently involved in any love triangles, I didn't read too closely.
Either someone is really, really bored and sending texts to random phone numbers, or this is an exceptionally embarrassing example of, "oops, wrong number". I mean, it's bad enough to pull some complete stranger out of the shower. Think of having the slow realization creep up on you that you've just mortally insulted someone you don't even know.
On the other hand, this woman abbreviates "you" as "u". A little mortification is probably good for her.
Either someone is really, really bored and sending texts to random phone numbers, or this is an exceptionally embarrassing example of, "oops, wrong number". I mean, it's bad enough to pull some complete stranger out of the shower. Think of having the slow realization creep up on you that you've just mortally insulted someone you don't even know.
On the other hand, this woman abbreviates "you" as "u". A little mortification is probably good for her.
Spent much of the day Christmas shopping - online, of course. What, you think I'd subject my tender self to shopping centers?
The Monster Amazon Order had dealt with most of my friends and relations; today was mop-up from Bas Bleu and The Chocolate Fetish, a little shop I'd become familiar with when I lived in Asheville and which, thank God, does internet orders. Yes, that means that two out of the three places I've shopped have been bookstores. No, this doesn't disturb me particularly. Yes, I am a sick person.
Everyone likes books. Right?
The rest of the day, ironically enough, was spent prepping other people's Christmas presents. A surprising amount of people see cheese as an economical and pleasant gift that they can keep giving every year, and we usually ship out a hundred fifty orders, minimum... we're up to sixty for the coming week, I think. Mom's running in circles waving her hands in the air. I spent a lot of time arguing with the UPS site about how it was, in fact, supposed to let us ship things.
Did you know there's a town named Tarzana? Probably where Johhny Wiessmuller lived or something. Only in California.
The Monster Amazon Order had dealt with most of my friends and relations; today was mop-up from Bas Bleu and The Chocolate Fetish, a little shop I'd become familiar with when I lived in Asheville and which, thank God, does internet orders. Yes, that means that two out of the three places I've shopped have been bookstores. No, this doesn't disturb me particularly. Yes, I am a sick person.
Everyone likes books. Right?
The rest of the day, ironically enough, was spent prepping other people's Christmas presents. A surprising amount of people see cheese as an economical and pleasant gift that they can keep giving every year, and we usually ship out a hundred fifty orders, minimum... we're up to sixty for the coming week, I think. Mom's running in circles waving her hands in the air. I spent a lot of time arguing with the UPS site about how it was, in fact, supposed to let us ship things.
Did you know there's a town named Tarzana? Probably where Johhny Wiessmuller lived or something. Only in California.
Friday, December 12
The milk truck driver dropped off our annual Christmas present from the milk company - a box of presliced Kraft Singles. It's supposed to be some sort of morale boost, you know, "See? This is what we're doing with your milk!" and so on. We know that's what they're doing with our milk. That's why Dad gets so morbid thinking about farming.
They even sent along a little flyer with gift baskets of Kraft Singles, in case we were so thrilled about this that we wanted to share the love. We laughed hollowly about this for a bit, then threw the flyer away and gave the cheese to the pigs. We used to try and feed it to the dogs, but they won't eat it any more. The pigs weren't thrilled about it either, but they'll get to it sooner or later. Pigs eat anything.
They even sent along a little flyer with gift baskets of Kraft Singles, in case we were so thrilled about this that we wanted to share the love. We laughed hollowly about this for a bit, then threw the flyer away and gave the cheese to the pigs. We used to try and feed it to the dogs, but they won't eat it any more. The pigs weren't thrilled about it either, but they'll get to it sooner or later. Pigs eat anything.
Tuesday, December 02
You are Gambit!
You are a fierce fighter and a good friend to have.
Your preference for solitude and your
attractiveness make you very intriguing to
those you meet. Unfortunately, close
relationships are few and far between for you
because you often have trouble opening up to
others.
Which X-Men character are you most like?
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Of course, I've never read the comic books and this guy hasn't shown up in the movies yet, so I've no clue who he is. Kinda cute though.
You believe in doing the right thing, but aren't
always sure what that is.
What is Your Shakespearian Tragic Flaw?
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I'm not sure whether to be pleased about this one or not...
Erm, I really haven't been sitting around all day doing stupid quizzes. No, really! 750 words on Harmony. See? I accomplished something!
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