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Mr. Alfred Browne is well pleased. Two of his daughters are home to entertain him, he very much enjoyed the brunch of cheese/pepper/tomato omelettes, country bacon, home fries and fresh strawberries (sort of continuing the theme of the weekend on my own, lol), and both his cell and the home phone has been ringing off the hook as his children, grandchildren, siblings, lady friends and extended family have called to pay their tributes, lol. I got many effusive compliments on the brunch, so I am well pleased, especially since for a bit it looked like the potatoes were going to be failcakes.

Goddamn it, somehow I still haven't gotten the memo that I am no longer cooking for four people who tend to have third helpings. I'm constantly overestimating how much ingredients I need, and this morning was annoyed because I bought and cut up five gigantic potatoes for the home fries when I really only needed two medium sized ones. Ah well, Dad will have plenty of leftovers for the week.

Am now trying to summon the will to go out and get a car charger for the Preciousssss for the trip tomorrow. I honestly would rather sleep, and Ruthy says I should do it tomorrow on my way to pick up the car, but I know what I'm like, if I leave it, it won't happen. Problem is it's Sunday, and if I'm going all the way to J&R, I gotta leave soon - they close at 6:30. 'Course, the drive from White Plains is only two and a half hours, chances are I might not even need the charger, and once the battery dies, I'll be well within the range of 99.3. Hmm. you know, maybe I'll just skip it - I did have the iPod + iTrip going during the hour and a half I was cooking and only used up a third of the battery... yeah you know what, never mind, lol. I shouldn't spend that kind of money anyway.

You know, with that decided and Dad thoroughly spoiled, I think I'm going to go have a nap. You can really tell you're tired when after three mugs of coffee you still feel like warmed over death through the caffeine buzz...
kjpepper: (om nom nom)
So I have definitively put paid to Dad's conviction that I can't cook. Yes, he's been under this misconception for a while now. Granted I've been kind of too lazy to disprove him, plus I knew once I started up, he'd start expecting 5 course meals every night, and well, no.

Anyway, early this week he was all "Andee... I'm in the mood for pork chops. Can you make those?"

Granted I'd never tried before, but I was willing to give it a go. A girl's got to expand her dead thing repertoire.
3-5 medium-large pork chops (bone optional)
3 cloves garlic
black pepper to taste
2 teaspoons butter or olive oil
1 cup apple juice
1 large cooking apple (I used a golden delicious - seems like the sweeter the better)

Core and dice the apple. put the pieces aside.
Mince the garlic. Mix 1/2 of it up with the apple and divide into as many portions as you have chops. Rub the other half into chops.
Coat skillet with oil/butter. drop in as much apples and garlic as you can fit chops into skillet. Add black pepper. Sauté over high heat until apples are evenly brown.
Turn down heat slightly. add apple juice. Push apples to one side and add chops. Pile cooked apples on top of chops. Brown for two minutes, scrape off apples, flip chops over, pile apples back on, brown for two more minutes. Turn down heat to medium low and cover. Cook chops for five minutes. scrape cooked apples off, flip chops, put apples back, cook for five more minutes. Remove from heat and move chops and apples to plates.

Serve with rice and veggies. Pan juices are very nice over basmati rice.

I think next time I will take [livejournal.com profile] captainlove's suggestion and add some light wine to the mix as well. If anyone does this before I do, feel free to tell me how it comes out.

Dad is now going to be complaining to everyone that will listen that I'd been holding out on him, lol. My sisters are all going to be like "*rolleyes* We TOLD you, Dad." Well, he'd been telling/complaining to everyone that I couldn't cook. It finally needled me in the pride, and we all know what fabulous things I will achieve out of sheer spite. Anyway, the above was quite delicious, and because I haven't yet adjusted down from cooking for 4+ to cooking for two, there are plenty of leftovers. :P

Once again, like everything else, I need to cook more. I actually had a good time this evening in the kitchen with iPod+iTrip playing through the kitchen radio singing like a bird and forcing the stove to do my bidding. And now back to punching pinholes into paper....

blauggh

Mar. 9th, 2009 11:57 am
kjpepper: (eww)
Mealy overripe apples are tragically disgusting.
kjpepper: (om nom nom)
Okay, not starting, lets get real.

But lets talk crack cocaine Girl Scout cookies for a second. I have never ever understood people's unholy obsessions with Thin Mints. I always thought they tasted kinda like chocolate covered cardboard soaked in mouthwash.

By contrast, if you are foolhardy enough to try to get between me and a box of Samoas/Caramel Delights, I. Will. Cut. You. And you will deserve it.

And does anyone actually like Do-si-dos? Just curious.

Discuss.
kjpepper: (Dreamy)
Productivity wise, today was kind of a wash, considering I was cold and listless all day. Also riding a bit of an appetite spike which is irritating - I literally had to eat something every two hours apparently, and even then my tummy was cranky with me. Bah.

Managed to slog through the snow earlier to go to Dr. Tassoni's so I could be given the crash course on how to use the weird injection "pens" the new meds come in. I love how in trying to make the whole woogy process of giving yourself shots easier they actually made it wicked more complicated. I left feeling somewhat nostalgic for the Lovenox shots, and if you told me a year minus a month ago that I'd be saying that someday, I would have looked at you like WTF. Honestly, people, it's not that hard to stab yourself with a skinny needle and press a plunger. And since it's a fat injection, you don't even have to worry about air bubbles all that much.

The good news is unlike the Lovenox, this is a biweekly thing. The bad news is that when my actual meds DO show up, I have to start with giving myself four shots in succession. Then in two weeks, two shots. Then for the forseeable, one every fortnight. I mean, it's not THAT bad, but there's something about having to give yourself shots for a condition you have that's fairly woogy/depressing. I mean, once the needles come out, that's when you know you're Seriously Fucking Sick™, no matter how good you feel on a day to day basis. So I'm having a low level case of B'AWWWWW about that.

Packing is sort of limping along. I'll probably do some more tonight.

Today wasn't really all bad - at least while I was eating like a horse today I was eating fairly good stuff. Leftover rice and sauce from [livejournal.com profile] captainlove, apples, cheese omelette done to perfection for dinner. I must say, rediscovering edible things that drop off plants has kinda been fun. Been craving edemame ever since I had some at Butterfly the other day, note to self, must learn to actually make that, though I doubt it's anything more complex than soybean pods, a steamer and sea salt. I'm quite pleased with the pictures I took before starting to pack up Aeris for her trip across the country. (she's gonna hang with [livejournal.com profile] kittikattie and the AGGiB until I nail down where I'll be living for the next little while this summer.) And well, I'm both amused, happy and slightly embarrassed by how getting a couple of phone calls from someone I'm kinda missing a little bit* shot me from "bleh" to "Oh hey, clouds 1-8 are zipping by a little fast there..."

I think I need another apple. Goddamn it, stomach.

* galactically speaking, of course.
kjpepper: (grown and sexy)
First, GUH.



<.<
>.>
*fap fap fap*

Second, nearly scared myself shitless as I had about a moment or two of thinking I had lost the Preciousssss. Believe me, there would have been full blown superdeformed rage if I hadn't located it.

Third, it is Sunday and that means several things. a) Breakfast and Avatar with [livejournal.com profile] captainlove, peppered (literally) with delicious homemade pasta/sauce (and enough taken home to make a couple of lunches this week) b) a break from the Lent restrictions. I'm kind of already paying for the food ones - after a week of eating more or less right, the digestive tract is all "EXCUSE ME WTF R U DOIN" about the coffee and sweets I've pounded today. Ugh. Yeah, will not be doing this next week, lol. Really the moral of the story is, the shit stuff is never as good as your addicted little mind makes it out to be, and you always ALWAYS regret it. With the exception of cadbury eggs. Those are still mana from heaven. And possibly NOS. But yeah, with the exception of [livejournal.com profile] captainlove's sauce, pretty much everything I ate today made me kinda ill. That and my hand kinda hurts ans I tripped on the porch earlier and scraped up my hand. gah.

Also I can really be okay with only checking Facebook once a week. At least until Easter. I'm kinda whatever about the Internet in general these days.

Fourth, lots of heavy thinking today... really it's been a heavy think week. While I'm glad to say that some of the smoke from basically my life collapsing in on itself is finally clearing.... I don't know where I was going with that. I recognize the next few weeks are going to quite frankly blow, but I'm weirdly okay about that now. So... my old life is ending, but I have some idea of what I want to do/accomplish in the next phase of it, how not to fuck it up in the same ways, and what sort of shit is toxic to me. I often complain that knowledge and strength are rather poor compensation for everything in one's world going fucko bazoo, but I do have to admit when you've rebuilt something else, they are good things to have. This week has been full of shakabuku-giving kicks to the head... most people usually hate those, but I often welcome them, even when they hurt. I don't know, I'm weird like that.

Fifth, reopening the call for help getting my shit into storage. Ideal is only open until 6:45 during the week, so trying to do anything after/during the workday might be a bit much to manage, but even if you can help me make one trip, it will be appreciated. Also, I WILL be taking my road test before I leave damn it cause I want my damn Catbus. Especially since [livejournal.com profile] captainlove promised he would look it over for me once I got it. Any help practicing teh driving would be fabulous.

Anyway, off to make a few lists, finish Pandemonium and get something productive done. And tweeze these splinters out of my hand. Ow.

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Gods, tonight, except for one bit, was just full of the argh and facepalm.
  • It should not have been that hard to find an application, shareware, trial or freeware, that outputs extruded text in .3ds. I'm just saying.

  • related to the first, tonight seems to be the night for online creative stuff. Finally updated the dragonsea homepage... that was a bittersweet process, let me tell you. *sigh* at some point soon, I need to tackle my own web site... arghfllf 2004 era code.

  • related to the second... I should never devote that much time to refreshing my server's visitor logs. Really I should stop checking "300 most recent visitors" entirely. No good has ever come of it.

  • in cheerier news, I got told a story over Skype this evening. :)

  • the disadvantage to people removing themselves from reading your LJ.... you get things happening like [livejournal.com profile] morlock bringing me a bottle of NOS as an attempt to be cheer me up. lolfail. Ah well *puts away for Sunday*

  • trying really REALLY hard not to be bitter about Watchmen. It really isn't working.

  • I have a super secret mission in the works... here's hoping I can pull it off. If I can, that'll be amazing. If I can't, ah well, one more disappointment to the pile.


Well. This post just flamed out into negative and fail. I think that's my cue to cut it short and go to bed.

Moar notes

Feb. 26th, 2009 12:48 am
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Cause it's 12:30 and I'm a little tired for long winded entries.

  • So I mentioned Lent, and how I'm using the convenient excuse to make a few changes. Part of me is tempted to not post here what those changes are so that if I fail, I only have my own disappointment to deal with, but a) whatever, I don't think most of you have any stake in what I do here (but will cheer me on the off chance I succeed) and b) ... i don't know, there was a b in there somehow, though I'll be damned if I remember what it was.

    Anyway. Giving up: caffiene, sugar/HFCS and to some extent, dairy and "white" food. All stuff I really shouldn't be eating anyway. Day one and the only thing I'm having trouble with is that I've been listless and headachy all day from the coffee deprivation, but I expect that'll go away in a couple of days. I am also giving up what I'm referring to as EIS - Extraneous Internet Shit. Which basically means I've banned myself from Facebook, Twitter and StumbledUpon, and once these last three eggs grow up, I'll be off DC as well. You may not see me on YIM and AIM quite as much either, though I'm just invisible/away for now. Still kinda toying with the idea of just going off the radar for the most part; there is peace to be found in not being constantly jacked in. Adding in: at least 45 minutes daily on writing stuff, getting some damn exercise (though I fail at it today due to coming home and trying to sleep off the caffiene headache), some time devoted each day to shoving through the storm and noise to find my quiet spot.

    We'll see how that all goes.

  • I will never understand why people feel the need to ruin salads with onions. Bleg.

  • On the other hand, I may come out of all of this with an unholy addiction to gala apples. Something that fell off a damned tree should not be that delicious.

  • LOST tonight was fun, if not brain-breaking. Oh well.

  • Shit... only a week and a couple of days left... I really need to get my ass in gear.


And now... fall down go boom time.

notes

Feb. 25th, 2009 09:18 am
kjpepper: (nyeh! demongo)
  • I did decide to give up a few things and add a few things for Lent, with the Sundays off bit to make the chunk of time more manageable. I think I can do six days at a time, 45 is a bit much to ask of little Ms. ADD over here, lol. More about what and why later. Side note: [livejournal.com profile] jaicat, your suggestion was a good one. I'll take it under consideration.

  • I hate [livejournal.com profile] cell23 eternally for the following commentary on the State of the Union address last night:

    The wonderful thing about Pelosis
    Are Pelosis are wonderful things
    Their tops are made out of rubber
    Their bottoms are made out of springs
    but the most wonderful thing about Pelosis
    IS SHE'S THE ONLY ONE.


    Um yeah. That woman had springs somewhere, the way she kept popping up to applaud. By the end of the speech Biden was giving her the stinkeye.

  • I love Phil dearly, yes I do, but having to give him the quick and dirty version of the past year hurt like hell. There are going to be a lot of shocked, almost betrayed faces of old friends and acquaintances who aren't all up in my internet business when they hear C and I aren't together anymore. It really is like the end of an era. Believe me people, I'm not happy about it either.

  • ETA: no, sorry to say, still loathe regular yogurt. :P I try it every once in a while to make sure and promptly want to scoop out my tongue with a melonballer. Back to my O'Soy, kthx.

Tonight: moar packing and cleaning, some writing assignments to catch up on... yeah, I think that's it.

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Work eating me alive today. Luckily, I am on FIRE with PRODUCTIVE. This hasn't happened in a damn long while so I'm going to hang onto this as long as possible.

So. Quickly.
  • Curse you, Six. Lucky for you I happen to have the Hairspray soundtrack handy. But man, if I didn't I'd be spending my lunch hour researching the most efficient way of hexing your butt for getting "Run and Tell That" stuck in my head.

  • dear gods. Why is it so hard to remember that when I put the half hour of effort into actually making it, lunch goes from an expensive necessity to a comparatively dirt cheap world of homemade deliciousness? And to think, I have two more lunches worth of that tastegasmic chicken/red sauce/noodles I made last night. Well worth the effort, and a habit I need to start cultivating, considering I swear most of my money goes to eating out. (shush.)


There's interesting head/relationship stuff afoot, but for now I need to dive back into PHP/MySQL/CSS purgatory.
kjpepper: (determination (toph))
I don't know what the blessed bloody hell happened to me yesterday, but good gods, it was nasty. The good news that lots of liquid and sleep seems to have gotten the worst of it out of my system and I woke up this morning feeling much better.

But oog. No more chinese food I think for a while, or at least nothing that tastes like chicken with broccoli in brown garlic sauce. Gah.

Anyway, I'm taking the fact that I'm actually hungry this morning as a good sign, and plan to take it easy today. Cream of rice, I think, is in order, seeing as my guts are still kinda sore.

I've finished Hell and Earth as well, and am amused at how that took me far less time to finish than Ink and Steel. Much less slashy, and more with the political intrigue/sorcery, but I'm really okay with that. Onwards to The Scar, and then I'm done with and can return all the borrowed books.

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Being trapped in bed with the sicks also gives one time to think, in between the times when distracting oneself with books doesn't work. I've been revisiting the topic of this entry a lot (yeah, it's locked, sorry - basically, me whining about my lack of self-esteem) and realizing just how badly this has undermined all of my relationships in the last six or so years, not to mention risen up to bite me in the ass for the last decade and a half. My first temptation is to winnow out where it all started, but I'm not giving into that sort of navel gazing behavior this time - you don't treat cancer by trying to pinpoint which cell started the rampant illegal multiplying, you go after what's already there with the nastiest chemicals/radiation the patient can stand. Cause goddamn it, I'm 30 years old, and I'm damn sick of letting my own lack of faith in myself fuck up my life (and by extension, other people's lives) anymore.

So mote it be. *decisive nod* and now to give into the growlings of my stomach and test whether I can eat something sorta solid.

Urgk.

Feb. 4th, 2009 10:37 am
kjpepper: (get well gnome)
Ass-early this morning: Check voice mail. I have an extremely silly NOS fuelled message from the Blue (saved) and a cheery notice saying I have an appointment with my regular Doctor at 4 today. Well shit, forgot about that, and now it's too late to cancel it without getting fined. Hell. Resolve to try anyway once office is open.

8:45am: call from Dr. Tassoni's. Oh boy. "Have your primary care run x y and z test next time you see her. Oh and we're gonna call you back in a minute to schedule a cat scan. And Dr. Tassoni wants to see you a bit sooner than March 4th, can you come in Friday the 13th?" Sure fine, whatever... okay, looks like I won't be canceling that appointment with Dr. Kate then.

8:50am: "o hai kan u do lolcat skan on Thursday the 12 at like 8 am?"


So apparently, on top of hectic workday and lunch at Osaka with [livejournal.com profile] sithlord1922, I now have to be in Amherst at 4pm for more poking and prodding. *sigh* granted I was pointed in that general direction today anyway so it ultimately works out, but arg. I am so damn sick of this shit...

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Yesterday consisted of:

Two bad movies: [livejournal.com profile] sydneycat and I decided to have a bad horror movie day, which we hadn't done in a while so we went to see the Uninvited and Underworld: Rise of the Blue Filter. Both turned out to be quite watchable in a silly wow this movie's awful sort of way. Rise of the Assfaces was a lot better than the second Underwold movie was, I thought, but then again any movie is greatly improved by Bill Nighy stalking about and snarling. A lot. They should make a movie that consists solely of Bill Nighy and Jeremy Irons stalking about and snarling at each other... while wearing dresses. I'd so watch that.

Yes, I know I'm strange, shush.

Two meals out: [livejournal.com profile] sydneycat and I spent the break between movies picking up things at Target and then going to Arizona Pizza at the mall, where I landed the same cute flaming waiter I always get while there. (His name is Jamie, ask for him if you go there on a Saturday. Tell him Andee sent you.) After being goofy and switching the in-booth TV to scifi so we could lol at a movie about Sasquatch vs the Gimp (the subtitles only improved it). syd had a mishap with her soda that ended with me having something of a lapful of diet pepsi. Which was fine and hilarious (once the OH GODS THAT"S COLD shock had worn off) and we got the staff to bring us napkins and I asked Jamie for another pepsi after joking that she'd thrown the first one at me. He brought it back with a plastic cap on the glass and admonitions to behave ourselves. Yeah... tipped him like 30% for just that alone.

After the movies were done, I met [livejournal.com profile] verbana76 and [livejournal.com profile] aersi at Local Burger for dead thing and catchups, since I don't think he's seen me since I was more or less flat on my back at the hospital. Ensue much gossip, venting, storytelling and evil that lasted long enough to warrant relocating to Friendly's to continue over ice cream sundaes. I think I need to hang with those two more often. Plus I am intrigued by stories of [livejournal.com profile] aersi's evil genius degus. I like fuzzy rodents that want to take over the world. Or at least like to watch Gerard Butler movies.

Three underpants: Hey JCPenney was having that ginormous 75% off sale, so I picked up three pairs of cute underwear to go with the new bras I got last month. I was feeling the lack of reasonably cute undies, as opposed to the comfy cotton ones I get from VickiS.

So yeah, overall, a desperately needed good day was had. I am well pleased.

Today is getting coffee and watching season 2 of Avatar with [livejournal.com profile] captainlove. We'll see how that goes.

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Andee...

  • 08:49 is pleased at the fresh snow.
  • 11:39 is midly freaking out about what is shaping up to be a hectic day tomorrow.
  • 13:49 is having a terrifyingly productive day
  • 18:56 has just baked a yummy cake... and it didn't end up crazy.
  • 22:53 has been hit with the LOST bat and now feels dirty for loving it.
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Something I realized when baking a cake this evening:

Life should not be defined by limitations, handicaps, or fear of failure.

Life should be defined by possibilities, challenges, the occasional crazy risk and having the balls to give something a chance.

Instead of saying for sure that you can't, try saying maybe you can. You'll never know until you do. (Or do not. There is no try.)



Something to live by.
kjpepper: (eat your brains)
I'm hoping today is an improvement over tomorrow, which did get a tiny bit better after long talks with both bluewindkitsune and sundart, packing another box (I'm now out - gonna have to find a few more), lamb chops (mmm, meat) and a bit of vanilla vodka. Today there is fresh whiteshit coming down, and it's been long enough since the last storm that I'm enjoying it. What was already on the ground was getting dingy. :) Plus it should make my driving lesson tomorrow quite interesting.

Yesterday was plain awful, but that's... not now... that's then. ** There were some hard realizations to be dealt with, and some truths that needed to be told weeks ago that needed to be processed with multiple people. I think in all cases, the essential lesson is be less of a coward about saying a) what I need b) what's going on in my life. I think in all cases where this applies I get so hung up on possible backlash when I say something about anything that I just... don't. That needs to not happen. Also... I think I need to learn to both take things at face value and to be someone who can be taken at face value. That right there has gotten me into more trouble than anything else.

I need to be done mining the past. For angst, analysis, self-flagellation, castigation of others, what have you. I've done it enough so that I have a pretty good understanding of where I fucked up and where I allowed others to fuck me up/over. I've got a game plan for the next six months, and kind of a nebulous idea for the six after that. Both plan and idea and the people/projects surrounding them are far worthier of my attention than the backward spiral I've been riding for damn ever.

Hmm. Headache. I'm guessing it's a lack of caffiene and not last night's vodka causing it (I didn't have THAT much). Off to get breakfast and start the day.

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