I have jalapeno cheetos and magic beer

Thank you all for the whitefont. I'm trying not to get spoiled before I finish watching the tape of the Australian Open, but then I keep forgetting and going to my normal internet places.

I'm hungry for cupcakes. Does anyone have a cupcake recipe?

magic beer

I drank magic beer last night and then got sick (not immediately after, and I didn't over-indulge, which is why I'm 99.8% sure the magic beer didn't cause the pukey, but now I'm leery of drinking it again [see also, frozen chicken nuggets and the Stomach Bug of Aught-Eight and why I won't eat them again]).

My list of things I can consume without mentally linking them to stomach woes is slowly narrowing to gruel and squirrel.

Nearly all the best... well, at least most popular, junk foods originate in the New World, with the standout exception of pretzels -- consider just corn, tomatos, hot peppers and chocolate and everything that derives from them.

WOOHOO GO NEW WORLD!!!

I just sorted through all my food magazines and boxed all but a select few up for donation to the free book store. Now I'm starving! And the boxes I put the mags in are too heavy to lift. uh oh!

No super bowl plans or allegiances (although I instinctively pull for whoever is considered the underdog so Go Cardinals I guess?) but I am going to have dinner with friends that will include a pork & tomatillo stew, corn bread, & chocolate cake. Very New World Awesome!

The thread title today keeps reading as PuppyBowl instead of PuppyCam.

I had a meatball sub.

And pretzel crisps.

I have Ben & Jerry's for later.

I have been writing like a fiend today, however, the exception being the occasional posting here and a mild freak out on LJ.

When six rolls around, I shall transfer my base of operations to the bedroom and put the television on as background noise as I continue to write like a fiend.

Have I mentioned that I haven't written like this in WEEKS?

I drank magic beer last night and then got sick (not immediately after, and I didn't over-indulge, which is why I'm 99.8% sure the magic beer didn't cause the pukey, but now I'm leery of drinking it again [see also, frozen chicken nuggets and the Stomach Bug of Aught-Eight and why I won't eat them again]).

Oh, that sucks, but I know how you feel. I still can't eat Junior mints, because of a bad movie experience when I was about 13.

I drank magic beer last night and then got sick (not immediately after, and I didn't over-indulge, which is why I'm 99.8% sure the magic beer didn't cause the pukey, but now I'm leery of drinking it again [see also, frozen chicken nuggets and the Stomach Bug of Aught-Eight and why I won't eat them again]).

Oh, that sucks, but I know how you feel. I still can't eat Junior mints, because of a bad movie experience when I was about 13.

See also, gin, the evils of, and the freshman year of college road trip I took to St. Louis University. It's been almost 20 years, and I still get the quease when I even smell gin.

t edit I'm hoping to power through the bad association with Magic Beer, because I refuse to give that up.

So the grocery store was MOBBED at 4:30. And it wasn't as if people were buying party food, either. So it could be the superbowl, it could be the weather forecast.

And my weather widget is telling me is is 59 outside. 59! Yesterday, huge icicles were forming on my balcony.

My parents sent pictures of the kittens they trapped and fixed. So cute. In the picture of the one named Astra who went to dad's office manager, she's sitting in front of a picture of Clyde Tombaugh. So apt.