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Two out of three...
Nov. 7th, 2004 09:26 amLemon cookie things and the brownie cupcake things with the peanut butter cups turned out...basically ok. Basically. Though the brownie things are a bit underdone in the center on some and half the lemon cookies are overdone (forgot to set the timer on a batch, hahahaHA go me). The coconut macaroons...have been downgraded from unmitigated disaster to 'godfsckingdammit those were a pain I'm never making those again as long as i freaking live'. Yeah. Whatta mess. Yee. Why the feck do I try crap like that, again? I always forget how incompetent I can be until about halfway through. Then I go...'ohyeah...' Sad that I'm so out of shape (yay for desk jobs and being at a computer or on the couch all evening) that standing up all day to bake stuff makes me hurt :x And just did manual stirring instead of trying a mixer, and criminy...right arm was aching, my wrists and hands were in mega-pain all evening >_< Ah, and still gotta finish doing the dishes I rinsed.
Got together with the usual folks last night for Katamari Damacy. Goddanged addictive game. Anj kicks our asses at it. Today is Leslie's game. Mmf...though it occurs to me I need to make a vet trip for Bebop food (damned cat). And ah, yes...am cranky. Though I wasn't so much so until someone woke up. Interesting how sometimes just their presence grates on my nerves--I suppose just because I'm that sort of bitchy person. For some reason the word rancorous comes to mind, but I'm not sure it truly fits there. And I'm starting to go stream of consciousness, so let's stop that.
Ah, gotta call Dad, too. Funny how I keep forgetting that. Going to be getting together with he and Dave later in the week, for my brother's birthday (twenty-eight...twenty-eight. jeezus. When he hits thirty, I'll freak). But am helping Mom out with a joke gift--Dave asked for a year's supply of pudding (ala 'Dude, Where's My Car?'), so I've got a four-pack of pudding cups and a miniature spoon (like for a dollhouse setup), and will include a note with that tells him to 'eat really slowly'. Am also giving him this Vincent Van Gough card in addition to the normal (well, basically normal) card and cash gift we're giving him--the Van Gough card has his self portrait on the front, with a birthday hat added and a Happy Birthday message. Then on the inside is a baggie with a small plastic ear, and the words "Love, Vincent". :D Yeah, maybe amuses only me. But he'll get a kick out of it. And found a small metal Spongebob lunchbox to give Dave the pudding in...for some reason that amuses me.
Got together with the usual folks last night for Katamari Damacy. Goddanged addictive game. Anj kicks our asses at it. Today is Leslie's game. Mmf...though it occurs to me I need to make a vet trip for Bebop food (damned cat). And ah, yes...am cranky. Though I wasn't so much so until someone woke up. Interesting how sometimes just their presence grates on my nerves--I suppose just because I'm that sort of bitchy person. For some reason the word rancorous comes to mind, but I'm not sure it truly fits there. And I'm starting to go stream of consciousness, so let's stop that.
Ah, gotta call Dad, too. Funny how I keep forgetting that. Going to be getting together with he and Dave later in the week, for my brother's birthday (twenty-eight...twenty-eight. jeezus. When he hits thirty, I'll freak). But am helping Mom out with a joke gift--Dave asked for a year's supply of pudding (ala 'Dude, Where's My Car?'), so I've got a four-pack of pudding cups and a miniature spoon (like for a dollhouse setup), and will include a note with that tells him to 'eat really slowly'. Am also giving him this Vincent Van Gough card in addition to the normal (well, basically normal) card and cash gift we're giving him--the Van Gough card has his self portrait on the front, with a birthday hat added and a Happy Birthday message. Then on the inside is a baggie with a small plastic ear, and the words "Love, Vincent". :D Yeah, maybe amuses only me. But he'll get a kick out of it. And found a small metal Spongebob lunchbox to give Dave the pudding in...for some reason that amuses me.
