November 23rd, 2008

bad idea, XKCD, what could go wrong, That Idiot Shawn

Random recipe generator is random.

Sausages A La Chicken
Serves 4
You will need:

* 10ml mint sauce
* 1 sausages
* 10ml soy sauce
* 40g chicken
* 90ml brandy


1. pre-heat the oven to 230 C
2. sift the sausages
3. sauté the chicken
4. microwave the mint sauce
5. flambe the chicken
6. put the sausages in the fridge for 2 minutes
7. microwave the chicken
8. grill the soy sauce
9. grill the brandy
10. bake for 90 minutes and serve hot


(the "grill the brandy" slays me.)
documentation, writing, quill

10k later...


Life has been insane, but I got a lot of work done suggestions-wise, and Monday and Tuesday will be for some happy suggestions goodness.

I am also insane, and am madly something-or-other, but the sheer heartstopping over the Document has slowed to a mere flutter every now and then.

I went to the Xtreme Bean Overnight Write-In, but stopped short of the full 12 hours. There was much insanity, and I got a lot of writing done.

Later, I went to the Sunday NaNo meetup. There was less insanity, and I got more writing done. Plot happened.

After I came home, I got more writing done. When my brain went dry, I called my best friend. His parents have descended upon him, and there is no peace within the land. We giggled over a bunch of stuff. We plotted some too. Dawn is coming through Phoenix for Thanksgiving, and we are determined to see her. JD is showing up on Tuesday. Interesting Times shall be had! I would like to introduce JD to the best friend, just on general principle. The best friend was surprised that I do not mention JD more. I should point out to said best friend, how much do I actually mention my biological sister?

synecdochic has taken a shine to both Nick and Mary, and is getting regular bits and pieces pasted at her in AIM. (If my best friend had an IM handle that he was a: on, and b: shared with me, I would totally do the same at him, and bizarreness would result.) I hit 10k in this particular 24 hour period late this evening, but kept on going for another 500 or so words before I ran out of steam. I'm going to see if I can't get 10k tomorrow, and then Tuesday, or something like that, so then I'll have hit my 50k.

I also have packing and pimping to concern myself with, which have both been happening, just not as intensely as I would like. Time to step those up as well.

I think it's probably bedtime now.
running, bomb tech

Tweets for 2008-11-23

In the last 24 hours, I posted the following to Twitter:
  • Sunday, 0021: Seem to have lost spoken English. I think I might be a little tired.
  • Sunday, 0107: I'm at Tempe -
  • Sunday, 0112: I'm at Tempe -
  • Sunday, 0226: Will save successful! I am the joy! Hooray! Also, headphones excuse a multitude of social sins. Hahahahahahah. Also, mpreg.
  • Sunday, 0335: The couple who was discussing Ender's Game and Ender's Shadow are now re-organizing and snarking the bulletin board.
  • Sunday, 0624: I'm at Chandler -
  • Sunday, 1252: @semanticist Twitterscript query: can you set mine to lj-cut after 5 tweets, but only if there are 6 or more?
  • Sunday, 1341: I'm at Bookmans Entertainment Exchange (1056 S Country Club Dr, Mesa, AZ) -
  • Sunday, 1355: Matt is halfway to earning a smack over the head. DeafBoy found a random knife in his backpack. I lead our ML by like 700 words.
  • Sunday, 1356: @semanticist Awesome!
  • Sunday, 1400: Chivalry is not dead; it's a zombie. Or a vampire. A SPARKLY vampire. (There's no sparkling in baseball.)
  • Sunday, 1451: "Your eyeball's rolling away."
  • Sunday, 1813: I'm at Chandler -
  • Sunday, 1929: Called best friend, chatted 49 minutes. While "I think I love you" is my unedited response to a brilliant bookbit, he needs the edit.
  • Sunday, 1955: (Nick and Sparky go in search of Mary, who is out drinking. "What is this, some kind of joke?")
  • Sunday, 2045: @sofiaviolet Congratulations!

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