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Jul. 24th, 2003 07:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperI was intending to sleep more but somehow my eyes just popped open at 7 like usual. I feel pretty awake, so I'm not complaining. Too much.
Last night's dinner came out good despite nearly failing my first attempt at cooking quinoa. No one told me about the delicate miniature popcorn stage the stuff has to go through, so I almost almost burnt it. still, after it was done it was very very tasty, as was the chicken. Long live Annie's all natural marinade!
An evening of somewhat tense annoyance followed dinner, where![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
beatgoddess and I figured out the logistics of running network cable around the house (thanks for running out to buy some, sweetie) I wanted to test out the network and began to hook up Master Freak, but immediately ran into a roadblock for his keyboard was missing. I spent the next hour ransacking the house looking for it, and then beatgirl checked a place in the closet I had looked three times and pulls it out. by that time I was too tired, cranky, and annoyed to deal with the whole network project at all. Slightly unhelpful was that I happened across a drawer full of pictures from Smith days and recently, and all of the prom and baby pictures currently missing from my old photo album. Though I was very happy to find those, I was still supremely torqued as this enormous pack of photos still did not include the several from birkwelch's visit two-esque years ago that I was actively looking for.
*sigh*
I did have something to look forward to that wasn't annoying. At some point in the cooking dinner process,gossamer_gull called from work to harass us (like she usually does) and quite accidentally a trip to Denny's was planned. I welcomed the chance to see her and inle_rah three times in a week, so around ten thirty inle showed up at our house and since she was all hyper and bouncy, she, sundart and I took a walk around the block and chatted for a while, and then came to the house and watched [adult swim] for an hour. Though I welcome any and all opportunities to watch Futurama (I love the bells in the opening theme song - and the fact that the intro looks like a more colorful, less dark and angsty Invader Zim . . . not to mention the show has not yet failed to wring a belly laugh from me) I was left bemused and kind of traumatized by The Family Guy, which I had seen before and sort of liked, but the episode we watched last night was several shades on the wrong side of just plain offensive. And usually I find offensive really funny, but it has to be well done offensive. Like South Park. Anyway, after the cartoons, we moseyed to g.g.'s work, chatted in the car a bit, then whisked a freshly sprung g.g. to Denny's where we got the really really cool pagan goth waitress who remembers everybody and everything and is really sweet and bouncy all the time. I think her name is Jennifer. We chowed, chatted, complimented g.g. and inle on their nice attire, and then g.g. whisked us home to bed.
so the evening balanced out.
I shall attempt the networking again tonight, wish me luck. I'll need it.
Last night's dinner came out good despite nearly failing my first attempt at cooking quinoa. No one told me about the delicate miniature popcorn stage the stuff has to go through, so I almost almost burnt it. still, after it was done it was very very tasty, as was the chicken. Long live Annie's all natural marinade!
An evening of somewhat tense annoyance followed dinner, where
beatgoddess and I figured out the logistics of running network cable around the house (thanks for running out to buy some, sweetie) I wanted to test out the network and began to hook up Master Freak, but immediately ran into a roadblock for his keyboard was missing. I spent the next hour ransacking the house looking for it, and then beatgirl checked a place in the closet I had looked three times and pulls it out. by that time I was too tired, cranky, and annoyed to deal with the whole network project at all. Slightly unhelpful was that I happened across a drawer full of pictures from Smith days and recently, and all of the prom and baby pictures currently missing from my old photo album. Though I was very happy to find those, I was still supremely torqued as this enormous pack of photos still did not include the several from birkwelch's visit two-esque years ago that I was actively looking for.*sigh*
I did have something to look forward to that wasn't annoying. At some point in the cooking dinner process,
gossamer_gull called from work to harass us (like she usually does) and quite accidentally a trip to Denny's was planned. I welcomed the chance to see her and inle_rah three times in a week, so around ten thirty inle showed up at our house and since she was all hyper and bouncy, she, sundart and I took a walk around the block and chatted for a while, and then came to the house and watched [adult swim] for an hour. Though I welcome any and all opportunities to watch Futurama (I love the bells in the opening theme song - and the fact that the intro looks like a more colorful, less dark and angsty Invader Zim . . . not to mention the show has not yet failed to wring a belly laugh from me) I was left bemused and kind of traumatized by The Family Guy, which I had seen before and sort of liked, but the episode we watched last night was several shades on the wrong side of just plain offensive. And usually I find offensive really funny, but it has to be well done offensive. Like South Park. Anyway, after the cartoons, we moseyed to g.g.'s work, chatted in the car a bit, then whisked a freshly sprung g.g. to Denny's where we got the really really cool pagan goth waitress who remembers everybody and everything and is really sweet and bouncy all the time. I think her name is Jennifer. We chowed, chatted, complimented g.g. and inle on their nice attire, and then g.g. whisked us home to bed.so the evening balanced out.
I shall attempt the networking again tonight, wish me luck. I'll need it.
