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Okay, I have a metric fuckton(ne) of linkspam, so we'll leave that until later, after I've had a chance to sort through it. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Valentine's Day was actually fairly pleasant. There was chocolate, and it was good. There was Ferrero Rocher, and it was awesome. Mom (who gives us little gifty bags for any and every holiday) gave me a little Paperblanks book, and since I'm in love with those journals I was totally asquee, and also a green glass perfume atomizer (I think; I haven't tried it out yet, because I'm in deep turmoil over what to actually put in it, and how much to dilute it). Sister Girl brought home a cake that she was really proud of--a sponge cake she'd had to slice horizontally into layers herself, and then layer with crème Chantilly, chocolate chips, and orange bits. The cake was then frosted with more crème Chantilly and topped with whole cherries, one on each slice, and a little cluster of chopped candied fruit in the middle. She's bringing home a tiramisù tonight that she said didn't turn out as well--she forgot to soak the ladyfingers in espresso, which is more than fine by me, because I don't like coffee anyway. ("But the custard is also flavored with coffee." "Well, shit.") In fact, the only thing that went at all wrong between today and yesterday is that I haven't been able to work worth a damn.
(Consider this your Lost Discussion prompt as well, because I don't know if I'll be back at the computer before eight.)
