Aeryun's Thoughts...

I just realized I didn't post yeasterday. Metroid Prime took over my brain. :D


Within the past year or so, I have really gotten into the "Let's turn one thing into another" while cooking. (ie...You take one leftover and turn it into a completely different dish.) Growing up, leftovers were what I had to clean out of the fridge every weekend. @@ My mother was wasteful, unfortunantly.


One of my favorite things to do is to turn left-over mashed potatoes into potato soup. In fact, I think it is a lot easier than just making potato soup on it's own. We have mashed potatoes as a side at least once every two weeks, and it's so easy to just add four to six potatoes to a normal batch. After that, I make them like I normally do. (mash with mixer, add butter and milk, whip some more...) Then, in a day or two, I add the left-overs to a heavy pot and add a bit of cream, and enough milk and chicken broth to get it to the consistancy I like. *poof* Potato soup. :D I have also been known to add garlic, bacon bits, and/or cheeseas well. (If I am making garlicy mashed potatoes, I add a few peeled cloves to the potatoes while they are boiling. When mashed, they blend right in, and the taste is NUMMY!)

Today was interesting, well the evening was at least. Had a truck decide that he didn't have to look before getting over, that he owned the road and it didn't matter who was there. It's a good thing that I was going for my daughter's doctor appointment, and not mine. I don't think they would have liked my blood pressure after that. It took half an hour for me to quit shaking as it was. I really hate idiot drivers. Some days Agoraphobia looks really good. I really hope the IM does not expect me to go many places in LA. There's no way in hell she's getting me in that car with her behind the wheel for something stupid like sight seeing.

making a huge pot of Spaghetti sauce tomorrow. Luckily it is one of the things I make that freezes nicely. So, it's one less meal Jeff will have to worry about making in December. Plus, the way I measure herbs and spices isn't exactly easy to translate to paper. There are bad things about being a look/taste/smell type cook. I'd get in trouble in Potions Class real fast like. :D

No recipe tonight, sorry. I'm just too drained. I'm lucky I remembered to post today's entry. Hoping to get my Mini_Fest fic done and to Missy to beta soon. It's mostly done, just needs fleshed out and slowed down a bit. *hugs*

Some people fangirl Alan Rickman, some Danial Radcliff and or Tom Felton. Me? I fangirl Food network personalities. (Tyler Florence is a cutie. ^.^)

I've been watching Food Network for at least 15 years. I have learned more from them than my mother ever even tried to teach me. Rachel Ray taugh me how to cook a meal so that everything was finished at the same time. Sandra Lee taught me to look at packaging to see what I could get for less. (ie...using pre-packaged spices seasonings instead of buying each spice or herb individually.) Still haven't figured out what I want to learn from Guy, yet, but he's at least fun to watch.

But, the one person who has taught me the most, is Alton Brown. He turns cooking into a science lesson, and for some reason the way he explains things makes it easy for me to learn the first time. He has also made me the Thanksgiving Queen! I have used this recipe for every turkey I have ever made, and I have yet to have a dry, nasty bird. Seriously, the very first turkey I ever made was perfect. I'm even moving up to a 27 pound bird this year, and am not scared. It really is very easy. And I start cooking and prepping for Thanksgiving the week before anyway, (I don't like spending the entire holiday in the kitchen, and I HATE getting up early...period.) So, this works into that nicely.

It is not a good recipe if you fry your turkey. It's just too moist. Water and hot oil is not a good combo. But Alton even has a brine for that type of bird too. (I have not tried this. That much hot oil scares the crap out of me. I've had two second degree burns that covered my entire right hand, both times. On top of that, I burn myself quiet often just cooking bacon and fried chicken. I'm not tempting fate.)

I cannot sing this methods praises loud enough. I really suggest you try it! I doubt you will regret it!

Expect more Turkey Day recipes coming up. :D

Right as I was getting ready to post this last night, AOL got pissy with me. So just gave up and went to sleep.

I had planned on getting together some links and pay my favorite food network person homage. But Mario party 8 and my kids were more important yesterday, so that didn't happen. (Got my ass kicked too. LOL) Hopefully, I'll be able to do that tonight.

Off to get another Ultra sound in a few min. They are torture this late in the pregnancy. They want you having a full bladder for an hour before your apt. That's just RUDE!!! On top of that, I had a sneezing fit that sent me running to the restroom. So now I'm chugging water, hoping that it's got long enough to make it to my bladder before they get to me. LOL For once I hope they are running late, but this early in the morning, I doubt it.

See you later for day 12. :D

Well, it seems all my worries were for nothing. Thankfully! I got to sleep through the worst of it, and there was little to no damage around here. Thank goodness that this is the last hurricane season we have to deal with.

Tonight's recipe is a recent development from my kitchen. I got the idea from Rachel Ray, but changed just about everything in her version to things my family would actually eat. I have two versions, as I don't like taco meat and Jeff and the boys don't like refried beans. They could be combined into one dish, if you happen to like it all. :D

Mexican Lasagna
2-3 lbs ground beef
2 packets taco seasoning
2 bags Mexican blend or colby jack cheese
1 full jar of taco sauce
enough flour tortillas to fit pan (size needed and amount depends on baking dish used)

Heat oven to 400 degrees. Brown meat and add taco seasoning and fix according to packet directions. Layer sauce, tortillas, meat, and cheese and repeat, having the top layer be just tortilla, sauce, and cheese. Bake at 400 for 35 to 45 min until golden brown and bubbly. Let sit for 5 min then serve.

The only difference in the second version is I replace the taco meat, with slightly thinned refried beans and diced onion. (I thin then down with a little chicken broth)

So, we are still here. No evac, and a very unhappy me. I hate bad weather. Like tranqualizer type hate. Too bad I can't take anything. I may OD on Halloween candy though.

I delt with several idiots today. I tihnk the worst was at the school. My son had his ADHD check-up this morning, so while I dropped him off at school afterwards, I was asking if they had any info on possible early release or whether or not school would be open on Tuesday. I then got lectured on how it was "Just a Tropical Storm". These are the same people who got all pissy because I told them they were taking the Swine flu procautions to far. After I got back in the van, I was thinking, "Ok, you'd rather send kids on a high profile bus, that has no seat belts in high winds, possibly killing several hundred children. Yet, has a hissy over my oppinion on swine flu? Yeah, these people should be teaching.

No recipe tonight either. I've been going non-stop since 5:30AM, and want to pass out now. Hopefully I'll be around tomorrow, as long as the power and phonelines hold up.

*grumbles* "it's only a tropical storm." Ok, and it's still got 70 MPH winds. I'll take snow over this crap anyday! (Never thought I'd think that, either.)

Is on hold thanks to Ida. I've been doing laundry all damn day trying to get ready for an evac that they should have already announced, yet haven't. The Hurricane tracker still has the damned thing landing in Pensecola (which is less than 45 min from where I am) on Tuesday around 7am. And the idiot comander seems like he's going to give us less than 24 hours to get out of here. I think we had a good 2 days notice for Ivan. @@ You'd think they'd have learned something after what happened at Keesler. So, yeah, I'm not happy one bit.

My calendar sasys it is. I'm 30 weeks pregnant, so that says it is. But I'm getting ready for a Hurricane evac...that's not so November. Hurricanes SUCK!

Tea is evil!

That is all.

I have very few personal passions in life, fandom/Snarry being the one you all know most about. :) Gaming and crafting area also passions of mine, but, my longest held passion is cooking. I don't have many memories from my childhood, but being in the kitchen makes up the majority of the ones I do have. I can vaguely remember helping my Great-grandmother fry corn fritters on her farm. I can remember getting after my grandfather for pushing the cooked eggs into the uncooked ones while he made me scrambled eggs, and I can remember watching my mom cook all sorts of delights for Christmas, granted this was while she was bitching about doing it, but seeing the happy people because of her food helped off-set that. I don't know if you all can tell, but I have self-esteem issues. (LOL more issues than Severus Snape had of Potions Monthly, I imagine. ^.^) While these issues hinder several areas throughout my life, cooking has been the one area where I am extremely confidant. I know, more often than not, if I make something it's going to be good, and most likely damned good. I LOVE to cook. And I love to share this passion, thus all the recipes. :)

Today's recipe is relatively easy one. And it's one that tends to disappear fairly quickly around here, which is funny, since it's a side dish.

Canned, cut green beans
Bacon (diced)
Onion (diced)
Summer Savory
pepper

The rule of thumb with these are three pieces of bacon for every one regular sized can of beans. But that's it. Everything else is too taste, and even the bean to bacon ratio can be changed. (which is why I like cooking and not baking. Baking is too exact.)

Heat a heavy bottomed pot, add bacon and onions, and cook until onions are soft. Add savory, stirring through. Add beans, liquid and all. Stir gently, just to combine. Turn heat down, and let almost all of the liquid cook away. Make sure heat is down low enough not to burn beans, as you won't want to stir these often. They tend to turn to mush if you do. When I make these for dinner, I normally use 2 cans of beans, and it takes anywhere between 20-30 min for the liquid to cook away. When I make them for holidays, I double that, and it takes 30-50 min, depending on how many other burners I have going as well. (I cook on gas. I HATE electric stoves with a huge passion.)

Enjoy! :D

Ok, so sleep took place of posting yesterday. I'll post twice today to make up for it.

Really don't know why I did it, I knew I'd be pissed off when I left, but I went to get my haircut in a salon any ways. I'm very picky when it comes to my hair. It is very fine, and if it's not cut just so, it won't stay out of my face. I went in, told her that it had to be cut in a certain way, and that was it. Don't do anything else to it. "Oh, I can do that. No problem!" Well, in the end she cut off my points. I'm not sure who I'm more pissed at, her for not listening, or me for going ahead and letting someone else but me cut it. Really, I would have loved for someone to come in and tell me that you only have to make five snips at most, and you are done. But no, she had to keep on snipping. I'm not sure who is more cut happy, Plastic Suregons or Hairdressers. (and yes, I'm a hairdresser. I just happen to be one of the few that respects long hair.) So, now, I have to go back and cut off another several inches to fix what she killed. GRRRRR!!!

Today's recipe is one of my favorite desserts. My grandmother always made this for my birthday when I was growing up, and I've been making it since I was big enough to. (Long before I ever saw it in the freezer section made by Hershey's)

1 Oreo already made pie crust (this is a recent addition. I don't like the original baked crust. It had walnuts in it.)
1 lrg package of Jello Chocolate pudding (made using the Pie directions.)
1 package of cream cheese (room temp)
1/4 cup powdered Sugar
1 very large container of cool whip (defrosted)
1 T Vanilla extract

in a mixing bowl add the cream cheese, powdered sugar, 1 1/2 to 2 Cups of cool whip, and vanilla. Mix thoroughly. Then spread over the bottom of the pie crust in a half inch layer. (You may have some left over. I like dipping fruit in it.) Top with pudding, then remaining cool whip. Chill for an hour, then cut and serve. Yum!

Who knew, as a toddle/little kid, that one day you would wish for someone to come in and tell you it was nap time? I brought it onto myself today. I could have let Jeff have the van, like a normal day, and gone to the store after he got home. But nooooo! I had to do the sweet thing, and take him to work so that we could go to lunch before I went to the store. No nap makes for a very tired Aery. I didn't remember being this tired with the other four. I remember, now. It is weird what you forget. I wonder if the lack of bringing a baby home this time will help me remember more, or if forgetting is kind of hardwired into our brains so that we continue to procreate?

My cat is worrying me. Her personality has done a 180 since we moved. Before she didn't want to have anything to do with anyone, unless you have food or pounce. Now, I have to keep my bedroom closed, or she's in here sleeping in the bed with us. She comes up to me at all times of the day wanting to be scratched and rubbed. I like the changes, but I've never heard of a cat changing it's personality so much. Hell, she even lets me hold her on my lap. She's NEVER liked that. Weird cat!

No recipe tonight. I don't feel up to typing it up. I'll try and give a dessert tomorrow to make up for today.

Today has been one of those not so nice pregnancy days. Nothing much to worry over, just a general lack of feeling good, no chance in hell of getting comfortable, and a very tired feeling all rolled into one. Add to that, I woke up with a headache (thats hasn't ever really gone away), and my boys decided that today was a good day to encourage eachother to jump off their dresser...yeah, all in all a sucky ass day. So, today you get a recipe and that's about it.

Cheesy Chicken and Rice

1 pkg Boneless skinless Chicken Thighs
2 sm cans or 1 big can of Cream of Chicken soup
1 sm can or 1 half of big can of milk
1 pkg Cheese
1 onion diced
1.5 cups of rice

Boil 1 big pot of water. Once boiling, add 2T salt and rice. Boil for 20 min.
Heat skillet, add enough oil to slightly coat bottom of the pan. Add onions and chicken and cook until onions are translucent, and chicken is opaque. Add soup and milk, stir until combined. Let simmer for 15 min. Add cheese, stir, and serve over rice after it is blended.

PS I think they should have pregnant as a mood. Cause it just encompasses so much.

I had planned on talking about how Jeff, and now it seems my daughter, has baby-itis. I'm just not feeling it for tonight, though. So I think I'm just going to ramble for a bit.

I now know what the guy from Alien felt like. None of my four ever moved this much, nor this forceful. This little dude has literally almost knocked the computer off my lap. I didn't think it was possible until I saw the damned thing lurch. LOL He makes my clothes jump, he makes my boobs jiggle. I'm glad it doesn't hurt like it looks like it should. He's kicked my bladder with surprising accuracy, as well as whatever part of the birth canal he's near. Those hurt. I imagine that when I'm getting kicked in the birth canal area, that's as close to knowing what a guy feels when he's kicked in the nuts as I am going to ever get. It hurts as much as I imagined it would. LOL

Brianna and I rearranged the living room today. We had to, I got sick of having to doge Wii controllers. So, we moved the kids desk from one wall of the corner it's in to the other, and moved my section of the couch down a foot or so, then moved the love seat next to it. Lots more room in here now. The coffee table might actually get to stay with my blessing now. (I hate that table, seriously hate it)

Took an accidental break from Snarry today. I was doing a Yahoo search for a Girl!Harry fic list, and stumbled across a hilarious HP/Marvel crossover. I have always been a fan of stories that took the way the Wizarding world was written, and show just how idiotic some of the things are. This story does it in spades, and in a very intelligent, yet funny manor. Unfortunately, I believe this fic has been abandoned. But this is one I'll enjoy just getting to what is here.

Yet another day with no writing done. I am very glad for the 500 word min in the Mini Fest. I highly doubt I'll be much over that. I may just give up writing all together after this is done. It's supposed to be fun, and for whatever reason it's not at the moment. I do really hope that changes. I had lots of fun and enjoyment writing MM. Maybe I'm just trying to hard?

Jeff's Medical Board Package was sent off to who ever makes the decisions today. Not as much fanfare over that as I thought there would be. We've only been waiting for, oh something like 2.5 to 3 years for this. Seriously, after a person is on a "Profile" (a Profile is what the Air Force calls what they put a person on when he cannot participate in PT, and/or has job restrictions.) for over a year. Jeff has been on a profile for at least three years, and I'm thinking it's closer to four. I'm not sure whether or not they include the time before the back surgery or not. *shrugs* Hopefully we will have a decision in a few months. Whether or not he appeals that decision, is another matter.

I also found out that the person I'm being a Surrogate for is planing on staying in the same suite as she is putting me in while I am in LA. While I understand the logic to this thinking, I am DREADING that time. After all that shit she put us through last month...it was already to the point where I fill up with dread when I get an email from her. I just want this over and done with, so that I can cut all ties with her. I have found that she is a user. She creates friendships with people expecting that to change how business works with them. She did it to her embryologist as well as her lawyer and his wife, and now she's done it to me. LOL Road to hell, I now know that personally. Still, want to do it again, though. Possibly, depends on the carrier abuse I get from the alien. LOL

I cannot believe I am saying this...But it hit me the other day how much I really want to move back home. I could have sworn I hated it there. I know I hate being that close to my mother. But, aside from that, I have the urge to be back there. Creeped me out when I realized, but it's still true. LOL

Going to try and continue adding recipes for as long as I can during this. Tonight's feature, what Jeff and Brianna lovingly call: Heartburn in a Bowl.

1 chuck roast (cut into inch cubes) or 1 package of boneless skinless Chicken thighs (cut into bite sized pieces)
2 med onions (cut into chunks)
2 green peppers (cut into chunks)
2 reg cans or 1 large can of diced tomatoes
2 reg cans or 1 large can or tomato sauce
1 can of Italian flavor tomato paste
1 1/2 cups of Italian dressing
Italian type herbs of your liking

Toss everything into a pan, (I use my lasagna pan), and stir until mixed completely. Put into a pre-heated 375 oven for 45 min to an hour. Serve over mashed potatoes.

So, I'm going to take today to bitch about writing, with a dessert recipe chaser. :)

I entered fandom late, like after OotP came out late. I had no idea there were fandoms out there, or what fanfiction was. A friend talked me into reading this, as she put it, really amazing story. I'm not sure I can agree with her opinion of the story, but I will always be happy I read it. (cannot say that about all the stuff that has been recommended to me to read) A little known epic, A Year Like No Other was my introduction to all things fandom and fanfiction. It also introduced me to a longing I had with the canon story, one that I could not name before reading this fic. Harry needed someone there for him, not just using him, but someone there to help him keep things together. And yes, what better person to do that than someone who was just as used and had been through everything Harry was heading for? Severus Snape. I wish I could say that I was one of the ones that saw through JKR's hate of all things Snape, but unfortunately (or fortunately, I'm not sure which would have been better in the end) I was blinded by what I like to call "Author knows best so follow along blindly". If for nothing else, I have to thank Aspen for removing those blinders. (even if Draco has taken over the story. *shudders*)

I spent a good year devouring all things Severitus, mentor, adoption. As long as it was Severus taking care of Harry, I was in heaven. Then, this other little know fic, Blood Magic. I hemmed and hawed over Severus' and Remus' relationship. Missy had to coach me through it. I had no idea what slash was. Needless to say, a second set of blinders got removed after that story. So, I then spent another year or so devouring all things Snarry. (ok, so I'm still eating through it like there is no tomorrow. But that's not got anything to do with me writing...or not much at this point. LOL)

Sometime during those years, Missy started writing Fanfiction herself, and being the best friend I am, I gladly beta'd for her. (Even if she was writing OFCs and Het) I think it took me another year to work up the courage to write something myself. Then, a bunny bit and would not let go. It was a Severitus, and it started out as my wanting to try and see how much I had gotten right with what I thought would happen in book seven. After said book, it turned into me trying to fix what I, and several in my family, considered a disaster of a book.

When I first started writing it, it was like I could never stop. I was writing all the time. Laundry piled up. A few dinners got burnt. I turned out the first 10 to 15 chapters in record time. Then, I had a pissy husband and muse and slowed down a bit. In the end it took about 2 years from my frist chapter posted to complete the story. ( I learned the hard way not to argue with your Muse. No matter how much you do not like the idea, write it anyway. If you still really don't like it, at least you have it out and can possibly tweak it, if not change it completely.) Well, I've pretty much been stalled since the end of MM. I've had two really good bunnies come by and nibble on me. But they haven't stuck around for long. And I have never experienced that feeling I had with the first chapters of MM.

I've looked at fests, and some of them where very interesting. But I've also seen and heard what is done to people who can't fulfil their end of the bargains, and just don't feel it's worth it. I don't think public humiliation is the way to deal with anyone. (I understand that the Mods are put in a tough situation with exchange fests. I'm not even going to debate that.) So, I had pretty much stayed away from fests completely. The the Snarry-a-thon was born, and I found a fest I could participate in with all my heart. Until I ended up spending most of the time in Greece waiting for idiot doctors to get their heads out of their asses and do a simple (turned out to be not so simple) transfer. So, there went my participation for writing for that. I did faithfully read just about every entry. I have written for BBtP Challenge for two years. But both of those were very short ficlets, and not very good IMHO. (Missy disagrees, but I say she is biased)

Then Accioslash posted about another no fuss, no stress fest...The Mini_Fest. I looked into it and went "Hey, I can do that!" So, I signed up. (now we get to what all this has been leading up to. why I feel the need to bitch about my writing) I've procrastinated, and dealt with life as it's smacked me Gibbs style, and yet I've still gotten a little written. And I actually love the idea. Yet, I can't seem to go any further than the start. It's written in narrative, and now it seems like everything I want to write is in dialog. Why can't I just stick to one damned style? Why is writing all of a sudden a chore? Where did that feeling of accomplishment go? And it's not just this fest fic. It's all writing. I pretty much had to make myself finish MM, as I refuse to have an abandoned fic. I would seriously love to know what in me changed to make writing such a pain to do. I do know part of it. I read entries from people bashing writers for SPaG errors, misused words, and for writing something they know nothing about, and virtually raise my hands and then ask myself why I'd want to put myself through such scrutiny and abuse. I had enough of that crap in school, why deal with it as a 30 something adult? But, that's not all of it. I read Well Known Authors stories and see those same errors and know that no one is perfect. I know this is done for fun, at least for me. (I don't want to write for money, that would take every last drop of fun from reading and writing) So, what else is keeping me held back, and how the hell do I fix it? I've grown because of fanfiction. Yes, that is true. My vocabulary, punctuation use, and several other areas have improved greatly. And most of all, what I had though of as an already pretty open mind, has been expanded tenfold. (I'm still a Taurus, and a full out Slytherin, so keep that in mind when dealing with me. LOL) So, how do I go about fixing whatever broke along the way?

Now, for the dessert chaser. :D

I got this, Better-Than-Almost-Anything Cake, in an email the other day. And figured I'd get the stuff to try it, while I was out getting what I had forgotten I needed for the pasta I posted about yesterday. I did everything in the directions, except on the cake I made to put the hot fudge topping on, I added enough heavy cream to the topping to make it pourable. Oh, did I mention I made two cakes? One hot fudge, and one caramel? No, Bad Jennifer! Yes, I made two. And they are both pretty damned good, and I don't like caramel. So, I suggest you try them. YUM!!!!! :D

So, I joined up for Wrisomifu. :D

A little over a month ago, my husband asked if I could make a baked pasta dish with seafood. So, I thought about it and after several tossed out ideas, this is what I came up with.


Mini Penne
.40 lb of both bay scallops and Shrimp (peel shrimp and cut into scallop size pieces) (the weight is a little weird because I asked for a large handful at the counter.)
8 oz of lump crab meat
1 lobster tail (removed from shell and cut into scallop sized pieces)
1/4 C heavy cream
2 1/2 C milk
2T butter and 2T margarine
4T flour
3 large garlic cloves (minced)
Parmesan and pecorino romano cheeses (grated)
Fresh mozzarella (Cubed)
Finely shredded mozzarella


As my favorite person on Food Network, Alton Brown, would say, "Preparation is your friend." Make sure you have everything cut up and ready before you start. I had to throw out one roux because I didn't. *hangs head in shame*

Preheat oven to 375 F. Boil water, cook pasta, drain and set aside. Melt butter and margarine over low heat, and add flour. You want a very pale roux here, so do not overcook or walk away. Add garlic once the roux is just starting to change color. Stir in milk and whisk continuously until the mixture boils. Add a handful each of parm and romano cheeses, whisk until fully incorporated. Add in scallops, shrimp, and lobster and remove from heat. Pour into a large mixing bowl, add mozzarella cubes and lump crab meat, and mix lightly. Add most of the pasta. (you can add it all, but I like a saucier mix, so I didn't.) Mix lightly until combined, and pour into a 13 x 9 glass baking dish. Top with shredded mozzarella, parm, and romano cheeses. Bake until cheese is just starting to brown, and serve.

Jeff's only complaint was, the garlic wasn't pronounced enough. So, next time I'll be making it with more garlic. I liked it as it is.

My cat, in all her cat glory, has decided that she likes these little sparly pompoms. Of course, they only come in a bage of 12 toys, and she won't play with any of the other toys in the bags. She also knows that there are more than one in each bag, and won't leave anyone alone until she has all three to play with.

Every weekday morning, we have a daily ritual. Jeff gets me up about 10 min before he leaves for work, then wakes the boys. I fix their breakfast, then get on the computer to keep myself awake until after they leave for school. (Not being able to drink caffine sucks! Although, I don't complain about the computer time, LOL.) After the boys eat and get dressed, they play "Find the cat toys". Well, I've tried hiding her extra balls just about everywhere I can think of. She either takes off with them herself, or, in the case of the desk drawer, snuffled all over the drawer until someone opened it to see what had her so interested thus allowing her to take off with them then too. I have finally found something she can't open...Her pounce bottle. :D

Although, now when she gets the ball, I have to watch and make sure she doesn't try and eat it. So far so good, she's only licked it to death.

So, I ask, is this a good cat toy, or a good cat torture? :D

Who needs them.

I swear. I fix them nummy foods like: orange and pineapple braised salmon, pan seared scallops, slow cooked ribs, all day pot roast, lasagna...and they have the audacity to complain because I refuse to fix Hamburger Helper. Really, who needs them? :P

LOL

WriSoMiFu, and went to check out the user info, where I found this along with a few other quotes. This one really struck a chord with me, though. :D


You must learn to overcome your very natural and appropriate revulsion for your own work.
William Gibson

Nicked for Accioslash. :D

The problem with LJ/IJ/DW: we all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other. So ask me something you want to know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away. Then post this in your journal and find out what people don't know about you.