Today's lessons learned, aka random facts entry
Lipton's White Tea with Blueberries and Pomegranates tastes like sweet apples. So much for that. Obviously, I shouldn't have strayed from Celestial Seasonings, Twinings, and Stash. Sheesh.
No, really, I can't have a mug on that bottom right hook; the coffeemaker has finally claimed its prey. Impressively good mug, though. The crack ran down, around, and back up nearly the full circle of the mug, but only two small pieces (smaller in total than a dime) actually came loose. Dead mug, but it tried hard not to cut me. I'm grateful. (I'm also a little boggled; I break *maybe* one glass/dish every five years, but I've killed a mug and a teapot in the last two months, both on the same section of counter. I need to rearrange that section of the kitchen, clearly.)
I like sleeping through rain, but lightning, thunder, and hail are another matter.
Aziraphale and Crowley are hilarious when they bicker. And I'm finally to the point of sending it to the betas, as soon as I look up one detail and beat my head, again, on the question of Aziraphale's current reading. Any suggestions, folks? This would be about 1995.
And one plot bunny, free to good home: On my walk today, I was listening to Sweet's Song and imagining Sweets, the demon from the Buffy musical, loose in due South or maybe even X-Files. Oh God, Sweets in the Witchblade or Firefly 'versed! I probably shouldn't giggle so much about these. I'll just go away and beta now.
No, really, I can't have a mug on that bottom right hook; the coffeemaker has finally claimed its prey. Impressively good mug, though. The crack ran down, around, and back up nearly the full circle of the mug, but only two small pieces (smaller in total than a dime) actually came loose. Dead mug, but it tried hard not to cut me. I'm grateful. (I'm also a little boggled; I break *maybe* one glass/dish every five years, but I've killed a mug and a teapot in the last two months, both on the same section of counter. I need to rearrange that section of the kitchen, clearly.)
I like sleeping through rain, but lightning, thunder, and hail are another matter.
Aziraphale and Crowley are hilarious when they bicker. And I'm finally to the point of sending it to the betas, as soon as I look up one detail and beat my head, again, on the question of Aziraphale's current reading. Any suggestions, folks? This would be about 1995.
And one plot bunny, free to good home: On my walk today, I was listening to Sweet's Song and imagining Sweets, the demon from the Buffy musical, loose in due South or maybe even X-Files. Oh God, Sweets in the Witchblade or Firefly 'versed! I probably shouldn't giggle so much about these. I'll just go away and beta now.