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purple_terror around. I've heard that it hasn't rained the whole time, but constantly hot and Texas-like.
Once again, my narrative is such that there's not a whole lot but quick sketches of notable activities that boil down to bullet points, so...
- Friday night is usually whenquiet_elegance and I go out for dinner, preferably sushi, but on the bike ride home I got it into my head to have a picnic on the green up town, which is exactly what we did. We cleared out the fridge of most of the useful dinner substances and then supplemented from Nourish.
-Much of the actual weekend was spent in the kitchen, it felt like. Now there's a fridge bursting at the seams almost with stuff. I suspect there won't be much more cooking until the weekend again. Between kitchen stuff, I got to have somewhat brief moments with very small groups of people. Often involving ice cream. The holiday yesterday was spent almost entirely inside. There was bbq brisket, homemade ice cream, local corn, lettuce from my garden, startlingly good sangria (I think it was the lemonade powder that really brought it together) and yet more low-key hanging out.
- I eventually successfully figured out how to get itunes to run remotely to the speakers in the living room, so I was able to hang out in there without actually being drawn into watching TV. The DMH cookbook has been expanded- It's filled with hand-written and printouts in plastic sheets in a 3-ring binder. Inevitably there's stuff smeared on the sheets. Archivist brain has been considering transcribing into a Google document and organizing the shit out of it. However, the act of pulling apart the original binder and freeing up the double-triple-quadruple stacked leaves, and suddenly I rather like it as it is. The secondary knowledge I pull from the spazzy, chaotic scribbles are important as the recipes themselves. I did try to get things into approximate main course integrated with veg, breakfasts, and the monster section of desserts about right. Everything but the stollen recipes are all visible. Someone decided to collect about a dozen stollen recipes. Someone who lives here and is of Scandahoovian descent. Just saying. Someone currently in Texas (and why aren't you HOME already?! Nobody's clicking poker chips. It's weird.)
Also while listening to a whole lot of classical music in the living room, I actually read while not on a form of public transit, which seems to be the main time for fun reading (well, it is about 2 hours every work day, so that's nothing to sneeze at). I'll have to remember the piping in music to the living room and reading thing. duh. You know, like how I spent pretty much my whole life as a kid. Well, often.
- I was reminded of something while hanging out with only a few people at a time over the past 3 days. That really is the best way to be social for me. I get scattered at parties with a lot of people. If I'm throwing the party, inevitably, I don't actually participate in the fun parts, just the keeping ahead of the curve on keeping food chaos in hand. So, when there were just 3 guests over yesterday, I was still doing food prep some, but then I sat down. Ate. I think I mostly listened, but you know, that's really OK. I got to hear some very interesting things from people I thoroughly care for. So, no fireworks, but s'ok. I doubt I'll stop having bigger parties, but the next time I'm going to put in several safety measures to try to actually attend my own party.
purple_terror around. I've heard that it hasn't rained the whole time, but constantly hot and Texas-like. Once again, my narrative is such that there's not a whole lot but quick sketches of notable activities that boil down to bullet points, so...
- Friday night is usually when
quiet_elegance and I go out for dinner, preferably sushi, but on the bike ride home I got it into my head to have a picnic on the green up town, which is exactly what we did. We cleared out the fridge of most of the useful dinner substances and then supplemented from Nourish. -Much of the actual weekend was spent in the kitchen, it felt like. Now there's a fridge bursting at the seams almost with stuff. I suspect there won't be much more cooking until the weekend again. Between kitchen stuff, I got to have somewhat brief moments with very small groups of people. Often involving ice cream. The holiday yesterday was spent almost entirely inside. There was bbq brisket, homemade ice cream, local corn, lettuce from my garden, startlingly good sangria (I think it was the lemonade powder that really brought it together) and yet more low-key hanging out.
- I eventually successfully figured out how to get itunes to run remotely to the speakers in the living room, so I was able to hang out in there without actually being drawn into watching TV. The DMH cookbook has been expanded- It's filled with hand-written and printouts in plastic sheets in a 3-ring binder. Inevitably there's stuff smeared on the sheets. Archivist brain has been considering transcribing into a Google document and organizing the shit out of it. However, the act of pulling apart the original binder and freeing up the double-triple-quadruple stacked leaves, and suddenly I rather like it as it is. The secondary knowledge I pull from the spazzy, chaotic scribbles are important as the recipes themselves. I did try to get things into approximate main course integrated with veg, breakfasts, and the monster section of desserts about right. Everything but the stollen recipes are all visible. Someone decided to collect about a dozen stollen recipes. Someone who lives here and is of Scandahoovian descent. Just saying. Someone currently in Texas (and why aren't you HOME already?! Nobody's clicking poker chips. It's weird.)
Also while listening to a whole lot of classical music in the living room, I actually read while not on a form of public transit, which seems to be the main time for fun reading (well, it is about 2 hours every work day, so that's nothing to sneeze at). I'll have to remember the piping in music to the living room and reading thing. duh. You know, like how I spent pretty much my whole life as a kid. Well, often.
- I was reminded of something while hanging out with only a few people at a time over the past 3 days. That really is the best way to be social for me. I get scattered at parties with a lot of people. If I'm throwing the party, inevitably, I don't actually participate in the fun parts, just the keeping ahead of the curve on keeping food chaos in hand. So, when there were just 3 guests over yesterday, I was still doing food prep some, but then I sat down. Ate. I think I mostly listened, but you know, that's really OK. I got to hear some very interesting things from people I thoroughly care for. So, no fireworks, but s'ok. I doubt I'll stop having bigger parties, but the next time I'm going to put in several safety measures to try to actually attend my own party.
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Ready to be home, not ready to go back to work.
Also, the new-ish Alice in Wonderland by Tim Burton is pretty good; it's even better if you turn away when Depp does the godawful stupid dance that I'm sure Disney threw in to try and be hip. Wankers.
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The Alice. I'm somewhat of a purist. It was pretty but I had to not associate it with the original stories too much. If you want I can rant about all of that when you're home. Just ask me how I feel about the red and white queens, for example.
Yeah, I don't wanna go to work either. And yet.
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As for parties, I really don't like them at all unless I have something to do, like organize or serve food. That being said, I'm too fricken wiped out all the time lately to do that kind of thing at someone *else's* party.
It was nice to see you for a bit
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