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I should be editing and organizing all the pictures I took of my cousin's wedding yesterday. I should be knitting more squares for the baby blanket I'm making for a co-worker, or cleaning my apartment, or doing something to mask the smell of burnt eggs and bacon someone in one of the neighboring apartments cooked (char-broiled?) this morning or doing something remotely adult-like and productive, but what am I doing?
Running around online in my PJs looking for Gabby/Ken fanfic. There isn't that much of my two favorite engineers in this fandom.
To be fair, I'm also running around online in my PJs looking for a decent chocolate buttercream recipe to make for Father's Day. I'm planning on doing a Jack Daniels-laced Devil's Food cake with a spiked icing, but haven't come up with one that I like yet. I've got a week to look, so I have some time still.
But man, I'm tired. Standing all day in 97+ degree heat did nothing to help my bum ankle, which is now swollen. Oddly enough, it doesn't hurt, just looks like I have a cankle from hell.
Running around online in my PJs looking for Gabby/Ken fanfic. There isn't that much of my two favorite engineers in this fandom.
To be fair, I'm also running around online in my PJs looking for a decent chocolate buttercream recipe to make for Father's Day. I'm planning on doing a Jack Daniels-laced Devil's Food cake with a spiked icing, but haven't come up with one that I like yet. I've got a week to look, so I have some time still.
But man, I'm tired. Standing all day in 97+ degree heat did nothing to help my bum ankle, which is now swollen. Oddly enough, it doesn't hurt, just looks like I have a cankle from hell.