December 6th, 2003


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The snow has started. The sky has that glow, that glow it gets when there's snow on the ground and clouds in the sky, the city lights bouncing between the two.

I sitting in the basement with the heat on, doing a quick final proofread for The Urban Bizarre, something I happened upon doing a friendsfriends. Some really great stuff in here, including an excellent story by charliegrrrl. I definitely need to seek out more proofreading opportunities.

Dinner was good. Farfalle (bow-tie pasta) topped with black beans cooked with garlic, ginger powder, ground coriander, salt, and lemon juice. The beans are a bit tart all by themselves, but they are perfect with the pasta. I think I may have to experiment with lemon-heavy pasta toppings some more. Yum.

I should probably go to bed soon, but I think I'll proofread one more story. That'll leave me with two left for tomorrow. With the snow, I think I'm staying in tomorrow until I head out to get fed and drunked. That'll give me plenty of time to finish the proofreading, make beef jerky (which is marinating right now), watch some Stargate, and maybe even do some writing. Err, and probably some dishes. Here's hoping my roommate feels the need to take off for the day.

jmac is apparently down, so no Jotto puzzle right now.

I stirred the marinating beef around a bit, so that a few spots can get marinated some more. I think I'll finish my proofreading and then start the beef jerky. It'll be about 4 or 5 hours in the oven.
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Drunken post

I'm sitting on Cheryl's lap, but don't worry, no fucking. I've gotten to a good point where I feel good about the friendship and stuff. I would probably be more coherent (and be able to type better) if I hadn't had a glass of wine and four orange dreams. I just flipped her off. I lost the first game of Carcassonne, so I have to take her to Finale for dessert (I just wrote "than myself" instead of "for dessert") (and I'm making a lot of typos, but I think I'm catching them all. Cheryl says that's nothing new, probably less now. I have a friend (well, had a friend, I'm bad about keeping in touch with non-local people) who said that he drove better with a little bit of alcohol in him than without, since he actually paid attention. I never drove with him when he'd been drinking, but I can attest to the fact that he was scary when he drove without drinking because he didn't pay any attention, just talked and stuff. Umm, I was going to say more, but I forget. Oh yeah, backspace. The backspace on this computer is way too fast, because Cheryl says she's too impatient. Oh, and, she won Carcassonne, but I was still able to kick ass in Boggle. Hmm, the Boggle drinking game. Okay, probably a bit more Boggle, then another orange dream or two and another Carcassonne. Cheryl will be playing for dinner at Finale to go along with the dessert, and I'll still be playing for that userpic for her. Really, it's awfully cute. I told her roommate that, and her roommate said she thought it would be adorable. And I told her roommate I would see what jobs were available at my work, since she expressed some interest in doing that after hearing that I did that. I think I'm a little attracted to her roommate, but that's probably because it's been a long time since I've gotten any. okay, Cheryl's legs are falling asleep, so I need to go..
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