yagathai | (no subject)

Tonight I steamed some brussels sprouts with some lemon, and did a magnificent and extremely large potato gratin with ground turkey, tomatoes and peppers in a mornay sauce. I also fried up some extra potatoes as an appetizer with some herbes de provence, and they were really quite amazing.

I am pleased tonight. I got to use my new silicone steamer and my inexcusably-neglected mandoline. There's a pan of granola squares (like granola bars, but square and not barlike) baking in the oven and the fresh, calming smell of lemon in the air. You know, it's been a long couple of months but I think that life is final-OH GOD MAKE THE FIRE ALARM STOP ALREADY YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH IT'S BEEN GOING OFF ALL NIGHT AND I'VE BEEN TRYING TO IGNORE IT AND FOCUS ON THE POSITIVE BUT I'M ABOUT READY TO SWITCH IT OFF WITH A MOTHERFUCKING CROWBAR OR PERHAPS A JET OF HIGH-VELOCITY BLOOD THAT WILL AT ANY MOMENT BEGIN SHOOTING FROM THE VEIN THROBBING IN MY FOREHEAD LIKE I'M ONE OF THOSE HIGH TECH BOMB DISPOSAL ROBOTS I SHIT YOU NOT MISS BRANT GET PARKER GET IN HERE THESE PHOTOGRAPHS OF SPIDER-MAN ARE CRAP.

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Oh noes. Really?!? That super-sucks. Shooter muffs? Of course, you do want to be able to hear the alarm should it be an actual emergency. Maybe you and your roomie could take turns.

Okay, I know you are in pain and all, but the last line made me laugh so hard the Chinese gentleman who is in our apartment for some reason looked at me funny and asked me if something was wrong.

Yeah, all feelings of concern got dwarfed by that last line.

That was like a prize for reading all the way through. ;)