I spam LJ!
Today I get to see rachelmanija! Whee!!
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Had dinner yesterday with masqthephlsphr and mamculuna at Gombei, a little homestyle Japanese restaurant around Menlo Park. Realized just as I got there that a) not everyone might like Japanese food b) the parking lot is impossible and c) it's a bit in the middle of nowhere. In my defense, I've been craving katsudon since reading coffee_and_ink's post on Kitchen. (Katsudon is donburi-mono, aka a giant rice dish. So anything with a "-don" appended to it is a giant rice dish. Katsudon has pork cutlets [that's the "katsu" part -- the shortened Japanese form of "cutlet"] that have been breaded and fried, egg, onion, and some sort of pork/egg/onion sauce, and it's really good homestyle food!)
Anyway, it was good, and I even had leftovers for lunch!
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In other news, my sister may be coming over here for Christmas! Joy!
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Fitz-rat continues to be very bad about taking his antibiotics. I switched kinds since the old one didn't seem to be working, and he eagerly ran up to lick the syringe, took a few licks, and then backed away in confusion, still tasting it on his tongue and realizing it wasn't the old kind. He then came up to try again, in the vain hope that this time would be different, backed away again in confusion, and then sort of circled around and looked at me like it was all my fault.
It's now almost impossible to make him eat it. I'd sneak the syringe into a grape and shoot stuff in his mouth when he reached for the grape, but now he's being cautious about grapes as well! Last night when I gave him a normal grape, he took it, sniffed at it, and then licked the skin a little bit to make sure that the thing wasn't loaded with medicine.
Also, when he eats some of the medicine, he'll go around on the sofa and sort of drag his chin against the sofa, like he's trying to scrape his tongue.
He won't even eat it when I mix it in with maple syrup or something. This is driving me insane.
Silly rat.
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Amazon has finally (finally!) shipped my order of Rachel's book, which means (*gasp*) I won't have it in my grubby little hands when she's here! Arrrrrrr. I usually adore Amazon, but this time I shall kick it.
*kicks Amazon*
In conclusion, my pants are too short.
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Had dinner yesterday with masqthephlsphr and mamculuna at Gombei, a little homestyle Japanese restaurant around Menlo Park. Realized just as I got there that a) not everyone might like Japanese food b) the parking lot is impossible and c) it's a bit in the middle of nowhere. In my defense, I've been craving katsudon since reading coffee_and_ink's post on Kitchen. (Katsudon is donburi-mono, aka a giant rice dish. So anything with a "-don" appended to it is a giant rice dish. Katsudon has pork cutlets [that's the "katsu" part -- the shortened Japanese form of "cutlet"] that have been breaded and fried, egg, onion, and some sort of pork/egg/onion sauce, and it's really good homestyle food!)
Anyway, it was good, and I even had leftovers for lunch!
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In other news, my sister may be coming over here for Christmas! Joy!
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Fitz-rat continues to be very bad about taking his antibiotics. I switched kinds since the old one didn't seem to be working, and he eagerly ran up to lick the syringe, took a few licks, and then backed away in confusion, still tasting it on his tongue and realizing it wasn't the old kind. He then came up to try again, in the vain hope that this time would be different, backed away again in confusion, and then sort of circled around and looked at me like it was all my fault.
It's now almost impossible to make him eat it. I'd sneak the syringe into a grape and shoot stuff in his mouth when he reached for the grape, but now he's being cautious about grapes as well! Last night when I gave him a normal grape, he took it, sniffed at it, and then licked the skin a little bit to make sure that the thing wasn't loaded with medicine.
Also, when he eats some of the medicine, he'll go around on the sofa and sort of drag his chin against the sofa, like he's trying to scrape his tongue.
He won't even eat it when I mix it in with maple syrup or something. This is driving me insane.
Silly rat.
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Amazon has finally (finally!) shipped my order of Rachel's book, which means (*gasp*) I won't have it in my grubby little hands when she's here! Arrrrrrr. I usually adore Amazon, but this time I shall kick it.
*kicks Amazon*
In conclusion, my pants are too short.