I feel as though someone took a knife to my toe. Or a veggie peeler. Yesterday my favorite shoes gave me a huge blister on the top of my middle toe and now I can't wear any shoes that come close to touching that toe. So that rules out everything I have except....flipflops. Which are wrong like a wrong thing and yet I'm wearing flipflops at work.

Can I go home now?

In other news, I had a very vivid dream about Buffy and... maybe Jack Harkness? It's really sticking with me.

Ya know, I think Buffy's cookie-baking project would benefit by spending some time absorbing the heat of Jack Harkness. Yum. She could definitely stand to learn a thing or three about healthy sensuality, and who better to help her learn than the Captain of Love*.

Ginger, that sucketh so mightily.

Harvey is purring his little heart out, and keeps trying to sit on the keyboard. I wonder if he is trying to offer suggestions for things to say.

Ouch, Suzi. Hope your toe heals quickly.

• *And by "Captain of Love" I mean, porn.

I five more minutes, I have to "lead a discussion" on the moon's orbit. The problem? These kids have spent all year so far on the computers. Discussions aren't what we do in that class. So I'm nervous. Wish me luck!

So, if I can figure out a way to keep people from knowing that my spelling sucks, then I figure other people should be able to figure out how to do that too.

Exactly! It's one thing not to check your spelling and grammar when you're communicating in an informal forum (here or IM or email) with your friends but a total other thing if you are trying to impress someone. If you don't even make the effort to spellcheck what else isn't going to be worth your time???

Good luck, Emily!

So, um, I'm having my first, "Wow. I really let you down" moment. And I know I really didn't, but it's still hard to not take it on. Blech. Time to let it go and go meet with another class.

I may be bogarting all the relaxation. Today is my first day off in soooooo long that we have not had to spend car hunting. I have errands to run, but I have a car to use for them. Woo. Also? Hoo.

Henckles or Wustof are good, sj.

My bro recommends Wusthof, but he's a professional chef with big (scarred, burned, sliced) hands.

I love my Henckels.

All you really need is one really good knife -- my bro recommends a Santoku knife (not that specific one, necessarily; I just wanted you to see what the style *looks* like, with the hollow edge).

And I agree with Jess -- what's most important is which one feels good in your hand and isn't too heavy. The one that suits my Sasquatch of a bro very likely won't suit your petite self. (And then again, it might. Which is why you should test them before registering.)

Whatever knife you end up registering for, make sure you also register for a sharpening steel/stone that is meant for *that specific* knife.

Emily, good luck.

{{{vw}}}

Aw Ginger, I'm so sorry.

Is he close by enough that you could go and see him? I'm sure a visit from you would bring him joy.

would benefit by spending some time absorbing the heat of Jack Harkness.

Everything goes better with Jack.

And New Watchers/Torchwood fic isn't really a stretch, after all t cocks shotgun against the bunnies