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sarameg - Mar 02, 2006 2:06:20 pm PST #955 of 10001

Did you know that being hungry could make your upper back get tense and sore? I do now.

Waiting for pork loin to cool enough to carve.

Turns out my main physics prof is retiring this year. They are throwing a surprise retirement party the weekend of March 24. I drive down, huh? Even though I really haven't been in touch in like, 5 years? And I get to be the fun "no, still at the same place. No, don't know what next." Cause it isn't about me. Mmmph.

Sometimes I'm not sure if my sucky staying in touch skill are due to sucky skills or avoiding my own disappointment.

Daisy Jane - Mar 02, 2006 2:11:05 pm PST #956 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I skipped waaaay over 2000 messages. Guess where I just got back from!

sarameg - Mar 02, 2006 2:12:40 pm PST #957 of 10001

Hrm...covered in purple and green and beads?

Burrell - Mar 02, 2006 2:13:27 pm PST #958 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

When making pot roast in a slow cooker, how important is it that you sear the meat first?

I'd sear it, if it were me. So much tastier that way.

Then again, you don't see me making pot roast very often. Too much work, what with the searing and all.

§ ita § - Mar 02, 2006 2:14:18 pm PST #959 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Too much work, what with the searing and all.

Slow cooker! It balances out.

Daisy Jane - Mar 02, 2006 2:14:55 pm PST #960 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

The only ones I'm wearing now are the green and white glass ones the paramedic gave me, but yep, I have several bags full.

And I. Ate. THE DINNER. I shall never have dinner again.

sarameg - Mar 02, 2006 2:15:33 pm PST #961 of 10001

The paramedic? Now what did you go do?!

§ ita § - Mar 02, 2006 2:17:01 pm PST #962 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Oh, I do love the Dinner.

Welcome back, Daisy!

I discovered that my coworker wasn't being louder than usual (which is pretty loud, in my defense). I was just in the superpowers phase of pre-migraine.

Next time I want enhanced healing powers, or at least flight.

On the upside it took hours longer to start hurting, and this time tomorrow I'll have had not only a nerve block but DELICIOUS BURGERS. Or maybe just one burger, but it will be TASTY. Also possibly LARGE.

Burrell - Mar 02, 2006 2:17:09 pm PST #963 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

I don't own a slow cooker, so for me it involves a cast iron dutch oven. Honestly, I am home enough hours to make one, I just can't be arsed most of the time.

Daisy Jane - Mar 02, 2006 2:17:48 pm PST #964 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

No, no. No real injuries. We just met him and his partner on the corner where we were standing for a parade, got to talking and I ended up with a neck full of beads without catching anything, including these pretty glass ones.

I got a new tatoo on Tuesday morning though. That kind of hurt.

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