*yawns*
Have been to what is affectionately known to those in the book industry as 'Book Prom'. Had too much wine, especially considering I have class tomorrow and my coworker convinced me to attend the breakfast at 7:30 am. (Boss-type person is deathly ill and she does not wish to go alone, so I am her date.) Danced with crazy book reps and feet are now sore.
I'm sure some of you will be thrilled to know that I signed up for the lm_hgxchange today. *scowls* When I am locked in a padded cell with my dear friend, the straight jacket, know that I shall be blaming everyone who encouraged me.
I purchased a jar of Marmite on a lark today (also because I suspect I have a bit of a B12 deficiency, but hate doctors and don't want to get the blood work done to prove it), smeared a glob on some bread, and proceeded to nearly choke and die. Then, I fed some to my coworker who was not at the dinner tonight, who threatened to kill me if I ever waved some at her again. Both of us spent at least half an hour lamenting the existence of Marmite and trying to rinse the taste from my mouth. And then kept trying to eat it and convince myself it is edible good because now I have a jar of the stuff.
I made it to the point where it no longer mades me want to cringe, you guys!
But shiv4568 informs me you can make veggie gravy with it and... I haven't had gravy in years, so this is enticing, indeed. And while Marmite made me want to gag, the last time I accidentally had something meaty, I was up all night hanging my head in the toilet.
I feel that this is a step up.
I'm sure some of you will be thrilled to know that I signed up for the lm_hgxchange today. *scowls* When I am locked in a padded cell with my dear friend, the straight jacket, know that I shall be blaming everyone who encouraged me.
I purchased a jar of Marmite on a lark today (also because I suspect I have a bit of a B12 deficiency, but hate doctors and don't want to get the blood work done to prove it), smeared a glob on some bread, and proceeded to nearly choke and die. Then, I fed some to my coworker who was not at the dinner tonight, who threatened to kill me if I ever waved some at her again. Both of us spent at least half an hour lamenting the existence of Marmite and trying to rinse the taste from my mouth. And then kept trying to eat it and convince myself it is edible good because now I have a jar of the stuff.
I made it to the point where it no longer mades me want to cringe, you guys!
But shiv4568 informs me you can make veggie gravy with it and... I haven't had gravy in years, so this is enticing, indeed. And while Marmite made me want to gag, the last time I accidentally had something meaty, I was up all night hanging my head in the toilet.
I feel that this is a step up.