Because I spent the last three hours in the kitchen making three different kinds of cake. -ish things ( Read more... )

... of writing long, ranty posts and then deleting them without, you know, posting, because the writing was already cathartic enough and the steam's all used up ( Read more... )

This is probably going to be shit boring for anyone else, but I kind of need to write this down, especially seeing as how I'm not entirely sober anymore and will never remember this in a few weeks ( Read more... )

Including updating the Road to Morning series, because I feel bad about neglecting it. Instead I spent all day making redcurrant liqueur. Picking berries, cleaning berries, de-stemming berries, making juice from them and then making liqueur from that ( Read more... )

No, really. This is me making good on hte promises of various pictures I made over the past... year? So I'm not the fastest. You knew that already.

( Make a cut, save a flist. )

Wow. I think this was the longest period of radio silence from me since I made this journal.

( So here's an update for all you fic-oriented people. And one for the Faith-oriented people. Possibly all tangled up. )

Here's a lesson in linguistics: Mocha is a loan word in both English and German, and yet the spelling is different in both languages. In German it's Mocca, in English Mocha. Which is doubly funny since the English language does not even have the sound /x/ that's usually denoted by the combination [ch].

Full stop.

( Now for the recipe, as requested. )

I'm eating Mocca Brownies straight from the oven and oh my god, are they good. I'll be fat and ugly tomorrow, but so worth it. Boredom-baking is possibly the most awesome (and bad) thing I do.

Nom nom.

ETA: While we're at it: Would you, generally speaking, prefer I start posting the Twilight mega-fic while it's still a work in progress and kind ( Read more... )

I just ate an entire piece of Death by Chocolate cake with, like, half an inch of chocolate cream icing. And yes, that's probably not what it's called, but I can't be arsed to look up the proper English word for Buttercreme. I'm too busy trying not to puke on the carpet ( Read more... )

#6421:

Make Snickerdoodles and immediately after, frozen Samosas. The scent almost killed me. Eating the Samosas? I haven't been this sick to my stomach in a while. Eugh. Stupid, girl, stupid!