Best-laid plans; coffee meme
Okay, so the grand final day of shopping has been put off until tomorrow. But I shall get up early to finish up my fabulous no-knead bread. (Sorry, link to recipe wants a log-in. NY Times article here, how-to vid here which slightly differs from the printed recipe, for the better I think. I can email the recipe though, or paste it into a post if anyone wants it.) While it bakes, I will indulge in SciFi's Doctor Who marathon, while my parents are still asleep and the tv is briefly mine, especially since there's no way I'll get to watch 2 full hours of killer space robots tomorrow night with my mom in the room.
After breakfast, my dad will be shipped off to do the grocery shopping (taking forever, no doubt) and when he gets back, there will be Christmas shopping. And after that, perhaps an emergency trip to the mall by myself for a last-minute idea for each of them. I also need to give my old managers at the bookstore my sympathies - they had Martha Stewart in for a signing a few weeks ago. As if the idea of dealing with her isn't bad enough, they were surrounded by rabid Martha fans for hours. There is not enough coffee on the eastern seaboard to keep me smiling through that, and I survived the last HP release with a brave (if tired) smile.
And then I shall spend Christmas Eve-eve lounging around the house reading without a care in the world! I am currently trying to make it through The Wind in the Willows at long last. That, however, is a rant/ramble for another post.
Useless memeage from torchwoodcoffee. Relatively accurate, although as honorh once said, virgin sacrifice does put quite a damper on one's career.
What kind of coffee are you?
You are a double espresso at three AM.You are the tortured, nail-biting essence of coffee. You see visions. You could change the world if only you were up at the same time as everyone else. You have created a programming language that throws errors if the code is not written in iambic pentameter, and you are infuriated by the typos in the new edition of Ulysses. You practice sarcasm as a form of tantric sex, and your cats have doctorates. You believe in virgin sacrifice in a good cause.
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After breakfast, my dad will be shipped off to do the grocery shopping (taking forever, no doubt) and when he gets back, there will be Christmas shopping. And after that, perhaps an emergency trip to the mall by myself for a last-minute idea for each of them. I also need to give my old managers at the bookstore my sympathies - they had Martha Stewart in for a signing a few weeks ago. As if the idea of dealing with her isn't bad enough, they were surrounded by rabid Martha fans for hours. There is not enough coffee on the eastern seaboard to keep me smiling through that, and I survived the last HP release with a brave (if tired) smile.
And then I shall spend Christmas Eve-eve lounging around the house reading without a care in the world! I am currently trying to make it through The Wind in the Willows at long last. That, however, is a rant/ramble for another post.
Useless memeage from torchwoodcoffee. Relatively accurate, although as honorh once said, virgin sacrifice does put quite a damper on one's career.
What kind of coffee are you?
You are a double espresso at three AM.You are the tortured, nail-biting essence of coffee. You see visions. You could change the world if only you were up at the same time as everyone else. You have created a programming language that throws errors if the code is not written in iambic pentameter, and you are infuriated by the typos in the new edition of Ulysses. You practice sarcasm as a form of tantric sex, and your cats have doctorates. You believe in virgin sacrifice in a good cause.
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