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I found myself alone tonight. It turned out to be a good thing. As I mentioned before, running on empty a lot of the time. Tonight, however, I treated my sickly and diseased form to whatever the hell it wanted.
I made my own chicken fingers, a brilliant vaguely greek salad and some chips for dinner, with a dijon sauce for the chicken.
Settled into a bath with Anthony Bourdain's 'Kitchen Confidential', a book I haven't read in ages and forgot how brilliant it is.
Drank half a bottle of decided mediocre red, put the rest back into the cabinet for cooking use.
Take some time with the newly replaced 'Naked Chef'. I used to have the hardcopy signed from my sister until someone lifted it during a party at the townhouse. Realising that I really like Jamie Oliver, but his intense fetishism for 'simple' food means that he cooks with way too much olive oil and celery root. Brilliant stuff in general, but seriously, can you possibly make a pasta sauce that doesn't have a black olive insertion?
I like black olives, but seriously, moderation, people. Also, I need a mandoline.
Star Wars Lego: The Complete Saga is crack you inject through your thumbs. Jen, you fucking bitch, etc...
Maria asked me to make her mixed CDs tonight. I feel the pub is bleeding over into the rest of my life. On the plus side, I totally intend to drink free for St.Pats. Speaking of, I'm taking the week off around it. If you plan to visit, you have to stay at least until Wednesday, because the band plays Tuesday. This is not optional.
Braised cabbage. I like the idea.
Politics; Obama is insubstantial, Clinton is racist. Stupidity once again trumps all other factors. Doqz, you and I are brokering this convention. I say Ron Paul verses Chris Dodds.
Redhawk, the CIA? Pricks beyond belief. Brilliant book, thanks! E-mail with travel plans.
Considering learning enough HTML to bullet point my content. Realise that makes me the biggest twit on the planet. Planning to blame this post entirely on Rossi, since she's sick and easily culled from the pack.
This has been content inspired by the 'Subway Moments' feed. If you RSS this, you're a giant geek.
I made my own chicken fingers, a brilliant vaguely greek salad and some chips for dinner, with a dijon sauce for the chicken.
Settled into a bath with Anthony Bourdain's 'Kitchen Confidential', a book I haven't read in ages and forgot how brilliant it is.
Drank half a bottle of decided mediocre red, put the rest back into the cabinet for cooking use.
Take some time with the newly replaced 'Naked Chef'. I used to have the hardcopy signed from my sister until someone lifted it during a party at the townhouse. Realising that I really like Jamie Oliver, but his intense fetishism for 'simple' food means that he cooks with way too much olive oil and celery root. Brilliant stuff in general, but seriously, can you possibly make a pasta sauce that doesn't have a black olive insertion?
I like black olives, but seriously, moderation, people. Also, I need a mandoline.
Star Wars Lego: The Complete Saga is crack you inject through your thumbs. Jen, you fucking bitch, etc...
Maria asked me to make her mixed CDs tonight. I feel the pub is bleeding over into the rest of my life. On the plus side, I totally intend to drink free for St.Pats. Speaking of, I'm taking the week off around it. If you plan to visit, you have to stay at least until Wednesday, because the band plays Tuesday. This is not optional.
Braised cabbage. I like the idea.
Politics; Obama is insubstantial, Clinton is racist. Stupidity once again trumps all other factors. Doqz, you and I are brokering this convention. I say Ron Paul verses Chris Dodds.
Redhawk, the CIA? Pricks beyond belief. Brilliant book, thanks! E-mail with travel plans.
Considering learning enough HTML to bullet point my content. Realise that makes me the biggest twit on the planet. Planning to blame this post entirely on Rossi, since she's sick and easily culled from the pack.
This has been content inspired by the 'Subway Moments' feed. If you RSS this, you're a giant geek.
