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1. BUT FIRST! a quiz. tarot )

2. Things I have cooked: cheesy bread, crepes )
Oh, speaking of cooking! That's what I did ALLLL MORNING today. Chocolate chip pancakes, which turned out a little too dry, maybe because I added some cocoa powder and it absorbed the milk? also I didn't measure the flour too painstakingly I guess. AND the little pumpkin my mum gave me was actually a PIE PUMPKIN! And I didn't make a pie with it, but I did scrape it out (with much elbow-grease) and make PUMPKIN MUSH by stirring its innards up with an egg, condensed milk, sugar, and spices (cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, cloves), pouring it into casserole dishes, and sticking it in the oven (no, I didn't measure anything here, either). I tried to roast the seeds (sprinkled half with sugar, half with salt, plus various spices on both sides, including cinnamon, chili powder, ginger, curry powder, and I forget what else) but I ended up burning them to a blackened crisp and setting off the smoke alarm and making the kittens hide under the bed. Oops.

3. Star Trek waffles! Also, I swear I don't hate Flatmate ALL the time. )
I do wonder how these actors feel about having their faces on waffles, and people eating them. I guess it's probably about the same as having their faces all over any other kind of promotional materials or tie-in merchandise or whatever.

4. Downtown LA and the opera costume shop sale: graffiti, a van, and fangirling a professor )

5. Travel fun: my commentary on a packet of peanuts )
I also had some napkins that were pretty great, but I have mislaid them. I really hope I didn't leave them tucked inside Dorian Gray when I returned it to the library :\

6. And some random stuff! YAAAAAY )

COMING UP NEXT: EPIC KITTEN PICTURES POST. (srsly, EPIC.)

BUT FIRST! btw that concert tonight? THIS: )
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With... well, just me, really. No Jimmy Fallon, no Tina Fey, no Amy Poehler, sorry. (Can you tell from that list when I have watched SNL?)

FIRST!! I have seen NO FLEAS for the past few days. VICTORY IS MINE, Y/Y???

I cooked a lot this weekend! and by 'a lot' I actually mean that I made Rice-A-Roni (but hey, at least it's on the stove and not in the microwave, yes?), I steamed broccoli (this time in the microwave, but it was fresh broccoli), I baked cheese bread (this link goes to [livejournal.com profile] copperbadge's recipe, because he is brilliant. I used havarti, smoked provolone, and asiago as my cheeses. I had too much salt in the herb mix, and next time I'm definitely switching the oregano for rosemary because I don't particularly like oregano, and I left it in the oven slightly too long, but the bread came out a lot fluffier than the first time I tried it (with p'tit basque and asiago) which was lovely, and anyway, my brother liked it), and I made crepes (filled with Nutella, pear slices, and peach slices. whipped my own cream, too! whipping cream + sweet vermouth (which was admittedly a little strange) + a splash of almond extract + a heaping spoonful of sugar when that wasn't sweet enough + LOTS OF ELBOW GREASE EH because I don't have an electric hand mixer and couldn't be fucked to get down the stand mixer and dirty yet another bowl okay?) for breakfast today. Plus I made myself a martini last night, and mixing is almost like cooking, yes? (I needed to finish the old gin because I bought new gin and had to justify it. don't judge me okay??)

btw, for those of you who don't know, a martini is this:
in a shaker: ice, gin (I like Bombay Sapphire but I'm too posh for my own good), "fond memories of vermouth" (I actually use a liberal splash, but I love that quote. Who said that?). And everyone says "stir, don't shake, you'll bruise the gin!" but I can't be arsed really so I stick the top on and I turn it over once or twice and then I strain into a glass (a cocktail glass, properly, but we have no cocktail glasses (they were Roomie's -- man I should get my ass some cocktail glasses, and some wine glasses) so thus far at the new apartment I have strained martinis into margarita glasses and, last night, into a coffee mug because I desperately didn't want to make even more washing up for myself after doing the washing up, then cooking, then washing up again). Garnish with olives impaled on a cocktail sword or something, I generally stick two onto a toothpick and call it a fucking night. Or if you're posh and you don't fancy olives you could garnish with a twist (of lemon peel), but honestly, who wants to make a goddamn twist? Plus I like olives.

I didn't used to like olives. Funny. I wonder when it changed?

Anyway. I had myself a bit of a Torchwood marathon this weekend, in between cooking and washing up and going to the market and attending a family function. I had stopped in the middle of the first series before Children of Earth aired in July, and now I've finished that and gotten about half-way through the second series, which is considerably less mockable than the first series. (Not mock-proof, note. Just less mockable.) And I kept getting ideas for shit, and jotting them down in my "fragments" file. So I might start writing again, god save me. Fanfiction.

No, I'm not sure I mean that the way it came out. Many good fanfiction authors are very much Good Authors In General, or at least have the potential to be should they every quit their day jobs. And it's not shameful, to have ideas and create things inspired by something you're into. It's not inferior to original fiction, but it has that social stigma, like pretty much every aspect of fandom. And I'm done denying who I am, right? I'm embracing the things that make me who I am, especially the geekery, so you know what? I am an avid reader of fanfiction. And I have been a writer of fanfiction, and I may become one again.

It's kind of crazy that Torchwood has gotten so much under my skin. I love it on a campy sci-fi level, and a Gays On TV! level, and an Actors Are Attractive People level, and a caring-about-characters level, and a fandom-makes-awesome-things level (fic, art, vids, icons) -- but then there's also the meta things: I like to read what other fans think about episodes, characterisation, themes and messages, and other fans' ideas. And I have had a lot to think about because of fandom, and because of the way I personally react to this show. It's led me to define and articulate what I think about love, what I think about relationships, and it (and even more so Doctor Who) has reminded me to appreciate the wonder of the world and the people around me. I don't think I was this consumed by Animorphs, or X-Men, or Harry Potter, or even Lord of the Rings. None of those have been so... thinky for me. Well. LotR got pretty scholarly-thinky, but not as personal-thinky. V for Vendetta and its message about integrity (Valerie, anyone?) was a step on this path, but it was nowhere near the level of personal growth Torchwood has triggered. And yet, it's a plot-holey, bad-sciencey, , campy, darker-edgier-sexier spinoff of a show that I didn't even properly watch before Torchwood sank its teeth into me. How can it have become such a phenomenon in my life?

It's very smoky in my area tonight.

The kitties were roughhousing on my bed earlier, but now they're just chilling. Baxter definitely jumped face-first into the wall a couple times, though. Uh.

Ducky (formerly Dizzy, formerly Maybe-Vasco-Maybe-Quantum) likes to sleep in the crevice that my bed makes against the wall. I guess it's probably because my apartment is hot and the wall is cold? But it worries me when I accidentally bump him or put a limp partially on top of him and he makes no complaint. What if I roll onto him in the night or something?

This morning I woke up and the kitties were curled up on either side of me, dozing and purring. It was brilliant.

I really need to practise tomorrow. I haven't since the last time I said I needed to practise. Oops.

OMG SO while driving with my family to day I heard both "Uprising" AND "Knights of Cydonia." SO. PUMPED. I was practically headbanging, with my mum and brother in the car. Honestly? Muse might be all I really need from pop music.

God I've been so tired today, and yet I've been typing this entry for nearly an hour. Priorities much? Gah.
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Meaning, I haven't tried them yet.

Pumpkin Swirl Brownies )

Traditional Eggnog )

Trinity (Chocolate, Banana, Croissant) Butter Pudding )

Buttermilk Fantail Rolls )

So when/if sometime I remember to make these I'll totally tell you about it, kkay?
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First, mild dissatisfaction: gin apparently hasn't been in vogue for so long that when I order gin cocktails, I mostly get asked -- BY THE BARTENDER -- "What's in that?" Which is both awkward and stressful, because honestly, I'm only familiar enough with most of these to remember either the name or the ingredients and usually not both. I got this reaction when I asked for a White Lady and a Gin Fizz. The White Lady I explained as "a sidecar, but with gin," which is true. (It went on the bill as a sidecar.) The Gin Fizz, the bartender was all, "So... gin and... lemon and soda water?" and I was like, "Uh. Yes." and it probably would have been much tastier had I remembered the sugar. *sigh*

Second, a discovery: Martinis are essentially gin-flavoured, unless you get a dirty martini in which case it's olive-flavoured. And while I like gin and I like the flavour of gin, I prefer my cocktails to taste like booze+stuff and not just be booze-flavoured. So, martinis and manhattans (which are essentially whiskey-flavoured) are pretty much out for the forseeable future. Which makes me sad because they're so old-and-classy (my delusion being that I enjoy middle-aged-man cocktails). Eh. G&T is also old-and-classy, and less booze-flavoured.
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Because I like gin a lot.

Boozy boozy booze! )


p.s. Watched the Grammys with Roomie & friends when I got home last night. I would totally have Thom Yorke's babies. All of Radiohead, really. (Even if they did use That Other School's marching band in the awards show.) Katy Perry... not so much. I mean... the woman is NOT a good performer. I would have maybe been okay with it if her show were sexy in any way but no, it was not. It was just Bad. Sad times, Katy Perry. But also, Justin Timberlake, for all I disparaged him in middle school and high school, is good at what he does and I respect that. Roomie says, "I would let him have my babies," and I am inclined to agree.
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Because the internet showed these things to me and they sound wonderful. Even if I might have to purchase things in order to make them.

Spicy Peanut Butter Soup )

and!

No-Knead Bread )
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Yesterday mum made ginger snaps, but I didn't help -- JP and I were playing Gears of War. So this evening after dinner, partly Just Because and partly to pull myself out of an all-day grumpy mood, I baked. And now, because it's seasonal and I have to stay up to take stuff out of the oven, I'm going to share with you!

Things I made:

Eggnog Cookies )

Chocolate Meringue Puffs )

And! As a bonus, and because I made the batter tonight to save time tomorrow morning: Easy Crepe Recipe )

So, there's some tasty goodness for you to try maybe! I know I've been gloomy and angsty, but let's all have some holiday cheer eh? Happy Holidays, flist! <3

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