Okay, I'm in not too bad of shape with this assignment, I guess, unless I've woefully misinterpreted what it's supposed to do. The instructions were... terse. But my brain is seriously shutting down, so I'm going to quit working on it for tonight and come back in the morning.

CSA this week included: daikon, red radishes, turnips, a few little carrots, garlic, cherry tomatoes, lettuce, arugula, turnip greens (in addition to those on the turnips), dandelion greens, and purple beans. [Still around from previous weeks: cherry tomatoes, radishes, daikon, turnips, acorn squash, butternut squash, beets.] Turnip puree again, probably; cook some of the red radishes for SO; plain steamed beans; lettuce salad. I might turn the other greens into a tart (don't have that recipe online yet). I also have a recipe for shrimp with cherry tomatoes and feta (also not online) and have a pound of frozen shrimp, so maybe that (using last week's tomatoes, which are now about ripe).

Other than that... Taught classes. Got prep done for Monday for both classes. Had a meeting. Dealt with work email. Dictated about 800 words each on two different fics; one for a fest, the other DD. Played some with Juno.

Now waiting for SO to get home. He'd indicated he was going to try to get home early tonight, but that didn't happen; he decided he really needed to work out since he hadn't all week. Okay, fair enough, and I worked on the assignment meantime. But if he doesn't get back soon, we probably can't have our Friday night date since restaurants around here close pretty dang early even on weekends. So we'll see. There are some leftovers if we end up not doing anything tonight.

Current Mood: exhausted

I shorted out the stove today. Spilled a little instant-ramen broth on the controls, and zap! That was all she wrote. Lucky thing I figured out how to unplug the whole shebang, or we'd have a smoking crater for a house right now, and then who'd feed the fish? Still, we are left stove-less until Dad fixes things.

I think the next level of fail is to set something on fire. This is why I really should stay out of the kitchen. -_-

On the subject of Winterthing presents (NOOOOOOOOOOooooo....), I think I'll be giving out skibbles or something this year. I about killed myself crocheting something for everyone last year, and I'm pretty sure everyone's sick of yarnthings anyway. ;P I'd do baked goods, but, well, see above re: kitchen fail.

Current Mood: embarrassed

Particularly when there is quite literally nothing to cry about.

For the latest SPN. I am now barely able to contain myself while I wait for the download to finish downloading (and then I'll have to wait until tonight to watch it; woe!).

I am a bad person in that I want to write PR apocafic so I can title it "The Lone Ranger". I am a worse person in that this idea was originally, "I wish there was an Autobot who transformed into a Ford Ranger, so I could call a fic..."

In spite of all of this, I kind of want to cry. No, there is no particular reason, aside from my brain being a very fucked up place. Work should be all KINDS of fun today. :P

Current Mood: amused

Time spent: 0:53
Calories burned: 267
BMI: 29.34
Feeling: vaguely guilty because I didn't hit at least 275 calories burned. ^^;;

Yeah, I know I only need to shoot for 263ish (it told me and I forgot) but 275 is a nice, easy number to remember.

( I have a bronze piggy! )

I'm going out clubbing with M-chan tomorrow (I swear, I'm going to be so sad when she goes back to Korea) so doubtless unless I do my workout crazy early, I'll miss it and the game will chew me out. To which I say "Bite me!" because I'm going out dancing. >XD D recommended a good club to us, so we're going to check it out. :D

Many happy returns, highlyeccentric!

I beat the game! 8'D As in, True Demon Ending beat the game. *fists in air*

( Cut for Jubilation and Spoilers )

Aaaand to celebrate, a drabble. ^__^

( Game Start )

Did not get nearly as much done, work-wise, as I hoped. More household/personal stuff.

( Done dids: )

3fan_holidays will be running once again! This is the small ficlet fest I mod, now in its fifth year. Wow. It's a low-commitment, very friendly little exchange; participants only have to write as few as 100 words (up to 2000 max), in one of three fandoms: Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, or Pirates of the Caribbean. You don't have to be familiar with more than one, and you can request fic in a fandom you're not comfortable writing. Go here for the info/signup post, and spread the word!

Finally finished and posted the next installment of HotM. I need to edit/submit a fest fic, finish another (which is becoming rather longer than I thought initially), and start on December's DD. Phew. Then there'll be Yuletide fic to write, too, and 3fan. Clearly my sanity is, hm, marginal when it comes to all this.

• Worse Things to Do [Kirk/McCoy, adult]: The last night that he and McCoy are in Atlanta, Kirk finally meets Jocelyn. Here at IJ.

Current Mood: mellow

Over the past few days, these two items hit me in close succession, overcoming my apathy. Gee, that really sounds deep, doesn't it.

And I'm willing to bet that these two women think their words sound really deep, too.

Exhibit A in today's mini-freak show: Dr. Werner explains why homeotherapy really, no shit really, works.



"So, if you take that formula E=MC squared, you can almost cross out mass. So the formula ends up being, energy equals the speed of light. And that's why the vision system is so important, because we have lots of photoreceptors that receive light doorknob tomato eggplant moon out of cheese error . . ."

Exhibit B: A Christian fundie explains yet again that celebrating Halloween will open you to demons. I'd link you to the original, which was even more astonishing, but apparently Charisma Magazine didn't like all the drive-by pointing and laughing. It's still in Google's cache, though.

I feel lazy, so I'll just quote what I already said in Greg Laden's blog:

One thing that strikes me about this article is how incoherent it really is. It skips from one disconnected thought to the next, sentence by sentence: "But we cannot be ignorant of the devices of the enemy. When we pray, we bind the powers of the strong men that people involved in the occult worship."

Each paragraph doesn't have a single theme or coherent thought; it's more or less arbitrary. Often, the sentences and phrases are practically meaningless: "...the vortexes of hell are releasing new assignments against souls."

It makes me think of the "word salads" that psychotics sometimes produce. I wouldn't be surprised if the author was really a borderline schizophrenic who has never been diagnosed.

Seriously . . . my first impulse is to point and laugh hysterically at what I see here. My second is to feel a little guilty and ashamed, because this may go beyond people simply being stupid into the realm of mental illness. Another reader, responding to my comment, guessed "bipolar going into a maniac phase", which I suppose is even more likely: bipolars are probably more common and less often viewed as crazy in day-to-day contacts than schizophrenics.

How much of the weirdness we see today is really this, and not just stupidity? What do we do about it? Easy enough to laugh at it and mock it. But why does it seem to be so contagious, and how do we stop it from spreading? I dunno . . . It's like more and more people have decided that this sort of random free association is a perfectly fine substitute for actual thinking.


I do like Charisma Magazine's new poll, however.

Do you believe the Holy Spirit manifests Himself in drunken behavior?

Yes.
Sometimes.
Never.
I don't understand.

Apparently people are starting to report reinfection with H1N1.

From the article: John Law, spokesman for the Department of Health and Human Resources, said the information his agency has is that the likelihood of getting the virus twice is "very, very, very rare."

"Once you have had it, you have a natural immunity to it. It's like the mumps or the chicken pox," Law said.

Problem with this? Chicken pox can recur spontaneously via the virus taking up residence in the body and never leaving. So...I'm not really comforted by his statement. We still know far too little about the behavior and life cycles of viruses to be making such bland announcements.

The reason for this post? Romy's sickly again and we're not sure what's going on there. We'll be keeping a close eye on this.

Current Mood: uncomfortable

Adorable baby bat.

Title: Sebastian and the Beast: Ch2, pg 19/?
Rating: Pg-13 for swearing.
Beta: yume_no_kage
Summary: Beauty and the Beast with a twist (and a wriggle)
AN: Errgh, okay, no NaNo for me this month. However, next week I'll have a colour splash for you :D (in addition to the page)

Sebastian and the Beast Ch2, pg 19


[Cover]
Ch 1: 1&2, 3, 4, 5, 6&7, 8, 9, 10, 11.
Ch 2: 1, 2, 3&4, 5, 6, 7, 8&9, 10, 11, 12&13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18

Title: Sebastian and the Beast: Ch2, pg 19/?
Rating: Pg-13 for swearing.
Beta: yume_no_kage
Summary: Beauty and the Beast with a twist (and a wriggle)
AN: Errgh, okay, no NaNo for me this month. However, next week I'll have a colour splash for you :D (in addition to the page)

( Sebastian and the Beast Ch2, pg 19 )


[Cover]
Ch 1: 1&2, 3, 4, 5, 6&7, 8, 9, 10, 11.
Ch 2: 1, 2, 3&4, 5, 6, 7, 8&9, 10, 11, 12&13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18

*DED*



( And in case you were wondering, it's a parody of this. )

This is so cute, y'all.

Time: 0:52
Calories: 316
BMI: 29.41 (same as yesterday)

I was playing the new FF: Gaiden game on the way home, and when I got home, I kept on playing--I had a boss I was trying to beat (oh, god, I died so many times before I figured it out) and then I looked up and went, "...when did it get to be 9:30?! And when did I get to be hungry?!"

I went, "I have to exercise now or I won't," and so put in my almost hour. I did yoga for the first time in a while, after seeing my balance go to shit, and yeah, I can't skip that any more. ^^;;

And now to get some writing in, eat a bagel, take my meds (I am so done with being sick) then call Mom's credit union to get some info so I can send her money.

Title: Worse Things to Do
Author: celandineb
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Rating: adult
Length: 4324 words
Warnings: just sex
Summary: The last night that he and McCoy are in Atlanta, Kirk finally meets Jocelyn.
Note: Eighteenth in the "Heart of the Matter" series.

( Worse Things to Do )

#17: Taking Advantage | #19: TBA

From episode 27 ( behind the cut: )

I swear, it's like they hired the SGU writers or something. Though at least we have Dr K to be completely unimpressed by him.

Current Mood: discontent

Signed up for Yuletide! At the time of my sign-up, no one else had either requested or offered any of the four fandoms I picked. *holding thumbs* They are:

Anne Perry - Thomas and Charlotte Pitt series - Charlotte Pitt
Jacqueline Lichtenberg and Jean Lorrah - Sime/Gen series - any characters
Norah Lofts - The Maude Reed Tale - any characters
Rumer Godden - Thursday's Children - Doone Penny, Ruth Sherrin

I'm actually posting this before I complete the sign-up, so I can put a link to it there. (And cross-posting just 'cause I always do, and besides, maybe some of my f-list will be interested.)

( Dear Yuletide writer, I've been a very good girl this year... )

Current Mood: hopeful

( Although this is a short one )

Also, yay! My gift in the fall_fantasia exchange was posted yesterday! It's called "Unveiled," and is Draco/Sirius with a side of Severus/Harry. Postwar and PG, and I enjoyed it very much.

Current Mood: hungry