sometimes i feel like an adult,
but I'm so terrified of growing up. Whenever people asked that question, where will you bein ten years? in five? I never could picture it. I still can't. But I think I'm getting better at guessing at alternatives, and I'm not sure I want any of them.
I know a good many of you have seen tokyostory/superlover's Pin pirate AU already, but a number of you haven't. So. Go read this. Really. Right now. It's 8 kinds of perfect.
And now, somebody spam me with clips of juniors doing stupid things, so i can recover.
I burned myself yesterday, but otherwise dinner was pretty awesome. That makes me 2:2 for my recent food!experiments. go me!
Cut a green bell pepper so that it makes little, like boats. Take out all the seeds and stuff.
Take ground beef, season to taste (I used a double pinch of garlic powder, significantly more black pepper, and some soy sauce) and mix it all together. I used my hands. It was kind of gross, but much easier.
Mix in grated cheese.
Stuff mixture into the pepper-boats.
Bake, covered with tinfoil for 15 minutes at 400
Bake for another half hour or so at 325 (basically just bake until they're cooked all the way through, and you can't wait anymore)
Eat.
It hurt all of yesterday evening, and I'm a total wuss, so I called sillyandmorbid to whine.
Looking at your toes wiggling in a clean, beige carpet as you close the bedroom door, all you can see are a pair of slippered feet over wood floors and a blue rug, closing a different bedroom door. The light around you is dim, but the light in your eyes is much brighter, and you wonder how long you'll belong to that other place.
Overslept massively. And my arm hurts where I got stabbed in a dream. Obviously the stabbing was my sleeping brain's way of 'explaining' the pain.
Monday is a 'workshop day' for that class that i never prepare for despite various past experiences in which I wished I had prepared. I'm not sure what that means and if I should bring extra things for the project just in case.
But I finished all my official homework for Tuesday. So now there's just the endless projects all the profs seemed to have assigned for just after Thanksgiving. In some ways, this break is almost cruel.
I know a good many of you have seen tokyostory/superlover's Pin pirate AU already, but a number of you haven't. So. Go read this. Really. Right now. It's 8 kinds of perfect.
And now, somebody spam me with clips of juniors doing stupid things, so i can recover.
I burned myself yesterday, but otherwise dinner was pretty awesome. That makes me 2:2 for my recent food!experiments. go me!
Cut a green bell pepper so that it makes little, like boats. Take out all the seeds and stuff.
Take ground beef, season to taste (I used a double pinch of garlic powder, significantly more black pepper, and some soy sauce) and mix it all together. I used my hands. It was kind of gross, but much easier.
Mix in grated cheese.
Stuff mixture into the pepper-boats.
Bake, covered with tinfoil for 15 minutes at 400
Bake for another half hour or so at 325 (basically just bake until they're cooked all the way through, and you can't wait anymore)
Eat.
It hurt all of yesterday evening, and I'm a total wuss, so I called sillyandmorbid to whine.
Looking at your toes wiggling in a clean, beige carpet as you close the bedroom door, all you can see are a pair of slippered feet over wood floors and a blue rug, closing a different bedroom door. The light around you is dim, but the light in your eyes is much brighter, and you wonder how long you'll belong to that other place.
Overslept massively. And my arm hurts where I got stabbed in a dream. Obviously the stabbing was my sleeping brain's way of 'explaining' the pain.
Monday is a 'workshop day' for that class that i never prepare for despite various past experiences in which I wished I had prepared. I'm not sure what that means and if I should bring extra things for the project just in case.
But I finished all my official homework for Tuesday. So now there's just the endless projects all the profs seemed to have assigned for just after Thanksgiving. In some ways, this break is almost cruel.