Lambgasm on the first day of autumn
Sep. 22nd, 2009 10:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyRight now I am sated and happy. Certainly the happiest I've been today. I tossed and turned last night, got up, went and deposited unemployment check, brief trip to Aldi's and paid FPL bill on the way home, and spent the afternoon being tormented by something I ate. (I'm betting it was the chicken salad I made out of some leftover rotisserie chicken last night.)
I felt crappy enough, no pun intended, that I begged off of dinner at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
missybrat's. Lamb shanks were on the menu. I was bereft.
However, Mb loves me. She couriered a plate to me with two lamb shanks and some green beans cooked with chunks of bacon. Not chips, CHUNKS. Real bacon, nom nom. I added some Uncle Ben's rice pilaf and as I said, I'm fat and happy. The more so because she also included a brownie for dessert---not just a random square---she loves me, she gave me a corner.
Oh, and a 12-pack of diet Dr Pepper, thereby preventing my spontaneous decaffination for another day or two.
So far, autumn is very nice! Last night, during Hoarders, I tore into my room and managed to excavate the far side of my bed. I love-love-love that show. A&E, Mondays. Awesome. Even better than Clean House for making me feel comparatively sane. I may fail at housework, but I'm still nowhere NEAR the EPIC!FAIL they broadcast. Seriously.
Now if I can just finish this freaking WIP. I started it last week. It was going to be a simple little short (under 1000 words) fic. I sent it to a beta who offered some good and constructive suggestions and wanted MORE. I implemented the suggestions and sent it to another beta. Who liked it a lot...and wanted MORE. I spent a healthy chunk of this afternoon adding more; it's achieved a certain symmetry, and I think any MORE would be overkill. (But wtf do I know? I would've truncated it 2000 words ago. Although I knew something was wrong with the first draft. And I fixed that. So my instincts aren't completely worng.)
Umm, lamb....
I felt crappy enough, no pun intended, that I begged off of dinner at
missybrat's. Lamb shanks were on the menu. I was bereft.However, Mb loves me. She couriered a plate to me with two lamb shanks and some green beans cooked with chunks of bacon. Not chips, CHUNKS. Real bacon, nom nom. I added some Uncle Ben's rice pilaf and as I said, I'm fat and happy. The more so because she also included a brownie for dessert---not just a random square---she loves me, she gave me a corner.
Oh, and a 12-pack of diet Dr Pepper, thereby preventing my spontaneous decaffination for another day or two.
So far, autumn is very nice! Last night, during Hoarders, I tore into my room and managed to excavate the far side of my bed. I love-love-love that show. A&E, Mondays. Awesome. Even better than Clean House for making me feel comparatively sane. I may fail at housework, but I'm still nowhere NEAR the EPIC!FAIL they broadcast. Seriously.
Now if I can just finish this freaking WIP. I started it last week. It was going to be a simple little short (under 1000 words) fic. I sent it to a beta who offered some good and constructive suggestions and wanted MORE. I implemented the suggestions and sent it to another beta. Who liked it a lot...and wanted MORE. I spent a healthy chunk of this afternoon adding more; it's achieved a certain symmetry, and I think any MORE would be overkill. (But wtf do I know? I would've truncated it 2000 words ago. Although I knew something was wrong with the first draft. And I fixed that. So my instincts aren't completely worng.)
Umm, lamb....