Maybe it's time to head back to The Guns of August.
I am in a profound state of do not want to go back to work tomorrow. On the other hand, maybe it's all right, as this danger sign just happened on my Twitter feed this evening:
@gorygoryzimzam: I don't think this is right: I was reading the Russia chapter in The Guns of August. Now I'm listening to the Anastasia soundtrack. #hmm
@gorygoryzimzam: (Protip: It's pretty bad. And I think Barbara Tuchman is ready to whap me on the head from beyond the grave.)
@gorygoryzimzam: ...okay, how many different versions of "Once Upon a December" can there possibly be?!
@gorygoryzimzam: ...this one has fake Prokofiev in it.
That's punishment enough to make me not be so reflexively suggestible, I think. /o\ (On the other hand, Tuchman's discussion of the state of the Czar &c does shed even more light on how hilariously, astonishingly wrong Anastasia gets it. Raise your hands if you're surprised.)
I also gave this recipe a try, and am... withholding my verdict, in part because I used frozen broccoli and a premade pie crust, but also because there was nothing remotely "Hello, I am a slice of solid food!" about what happened. Maybe I didn't let it cool enough? I mean, it tasted fine, although I am slightly worried I've accidentally given myself salmonella, because that's something I would do. Not to get off work, though.
Maybe I'll just contemplate how sitting around will KILL YOU and use that as my excuse?
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@gorygoryzimzam: I don't think this is right: I was reading the Russia chapter in The Guns of August. Now I'm listening to the Anastasia soundtrack. #hmm
@gorygoryzimzam: (Protip: It's pretty bad. And I think Barbara Tuchman is ready to whap me on the head from beyond the grave.)
@gorygoryzimzam: ...okay, how many different versions of "Once Upon a December" can there possibly be?!
@gorygoryzimzam: ...this one has fake Prokofiev in it.
That's punishment enough to make me not be so reflexively suggestible, I think. /o\ (On the other hand, Tuchman's discussion of the state of the Czar &c does shed even more light on how hilariously, astonishingly wrong Anastasia gets it. Raise your hands if you're surprised.)
I also gave this recipe a try, and am... withholding my verdict, in part because I used frozen broccoli and a premade pie crust, but also because there was nothing remotely "Hello, I am a slice of solid food!" about what happened. Maybe I didn't let it cool enough? I mean, it tasted fine, although I am slightly worried I've accidentally given myself salmonella, because that's something I would do. Not to get off work, though.
Maybe I'll just contemplate how sitting around will KILL YOU and use that as my excuse?
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