WANTED: 2 Night stands.
Because sometimes a one night stand isn’t enough?
WANTED: 2 Night stands.
Because sometimes a one night stand isn’t enough?
Living in Owen County, where we had no local ABC affiliate, I missed out on the whole Lost phenomenon. And even after returning to civilization, I didn’t have any interest in the show. Then, a couple of weeks ago, I read a description of the show that characterized it as a cross between Survivor and Twin Peaks, and I suddenly had to find out more.
Enter Netflix. Oh, how I love and hate them. I got the first couple of Lost discs on Monday and promptly devoured them. I am now hooked, damn it. Disc three of season one is shipping today, and I’ve set my DVR to record the new season when it starts, so I’ll have those waiting for me when I exhaust all the old episodes.
This will be arriving early next week. The lens adapter and various other stuff to go with it will have to wait until I get my federal return, but I’ve received my state return, and that gave me just enough to get the camera itself.
I am vibrating with excitement, and I very well may not sleep until Mr. Rebel arrives.
Now, I’m off to watch Harry Potter. I meant to watch it last night, truly, but I was just too tired and cranky, so I decided it might be better to try to get a decent night’s sleep, instead. Which, as it turns out, was a good plan, onna counta I’m probably not going to be sleeping AT ALL for the next few days.
That is all. As you were, comrades.
PeeEss: There will be arting, even if it kills me!
That lovely blue sky with those wispy little cirrus clouds that I mentioned? All gone. There’s a thick blanket of clouds, so I guess those threats of snow were not so idle after all.
I was over in the the study area on 3W and saw a copy of The great novels of the Bronte sisters sitting on one of the shelving carts. The obvious question is, where is the inevitable companion volume, Not so great novels of the Bronte sisters? ISAGN.
I finally got my planner problem sorted out last night. There may be pictures forthcoming, not that it’s anything earth shattering. What I did was tear down some light-weight watercolor paper. I punched holes in it, et voila, blank planner inserts. They are ready for list-making, calendar creation, and doodling.
We’re having a division meeting this afternoon, so I’ll have a chance to take it for a test ride.
On my way to work Friday morning, I passed the Beth Shalom Synagogue on 3rd street. Above it hung a waning crescent moon, and across the sky streaked a shooting star. It was a beautiful way to start the day. I soon forgot about it, though. It wasn’t until I looked at APOD that I realized the Quadrantid meteor shower happened over the weekend.
It’s my three-year blogiversary today. That sort of boggles my mind a little bit. Three whole years!
In other news, I got up and put a batch of lentils in the crock pot. I was out of any variety of tomato product—both fresh and canned—but I did have a bottle of V8 juice in the cupboard, so I used that instead of water. Hopefully, it’ll work. It smells good, at any rate. It ought to be nearly ready for onions and garlic and whatnot. Mmmm.
I really love lentils, which is weird, because I didn’t like them when I was a kid. Tastes change, though. I didn’t like avocados or cheese, either. Or refried beans, or real butter, or eggs, or oatmeal, or salsa, or brown rice, or dried fruit, or, or, or… You’d think I was a picky eater or something. Ahem.
I also baked a cake last night. A box cake, no less! I never, ever, ever buy mixes. It’s not only that it’s cheating, but it’s just not much more complicated to make a cake from scratch. However, I was stuck in a Saturday-before-the-semester-starts traffic jam in the baking aisle of the grocery store, and I got captivated by the cake mixes. And the jars of frosting. I justified it by pointing out to myself that next weekend is my birthday, and dammit, I should have cake-from-a-box if I want it.
I ended up getting some sort of triple fudgey chocolate concoction with dark chocolate frosting. I made it last night (early, yes, but I can have my birthday cake early if I want, right?). It’s not cockeyed cake, but few things are. (Cockeyed cake, by the way, is a standard in our family. It’s cheap, easy, fool-proof, vegan, and it’s one of those things you can bake when you are out of everything.)
I Reqires It!
I’ve been looking for some sort of DIY or hackable planner. Most of the printable calendars I’ve seen have been pretty ugly, and not so useful for my needs. It’s not that I have a lot of extracurricular stuff to schedule, but that I have a variety of projects and both long- and short-term goals I want to keep track of.
And then, while perusing my Flickr groups, I came across a post in the Notebookism group for a moleskine hack. I’m not a moleskine fan, but I think that if I use a larger notebook, this will work very well for my needs.
This is also a good reminder that when you want something, just ask The Universe.
It was ass cold this morning (down near zero, and I don’t want to think what the windchill was). My car was not happy about starting and very nearly didn’t turn over. My car is a 2002, and I’m sure the battery in it is original, so it’s no wonder the poor thing is being grumpy.
Number 1 on the To Do list: replace car battery!