I think I inherited this cookbook from my sister. My mom bought it for her, and she was insulted by the insinuation that she didn't know how to cook, so she gave it to me. There are a lot of good recipes in there.

I told him next year I was hoping to upgrade it to 'haughty'.

I love you, billytea. Too bad you're very much taken. And very far away.

There's a vegan Jamaican restaurant in New York. Now I really want to go there. I think my next chance will be at the end of May. I noticed a restaurant in DC that said on their window that they have ital food, but they're never open any time I walk by.

Well, I can pick you up and bring you over and deliver you back to BART.

Alas, you have no carseat (and ain't no way I'm hauling ours around on BART). But if you're near-ish, possibly we could walk, or if you're definitely going to be in SF at some point we can just make sure to get home at a reasonable hour for bunny-flinging.

I kind of want to watch you watch Matilda watching an episode of Avatar. Her narration is always at least as entertaining as the show.

Alas, you have no carseat

She can ride in the trunk.

But if you're near-ish, possibly we could walk

I'm half a mile from either Macarthur or Rockridge. About a fifteen-minute walk.

I kind of want to watch you watch Matilda watching an episode of Avatar. Her narration is always at least as entertaining as the show.

Ha, that would be great!

if you're definitely going to be in SF at some point we can just make sure to get home at a reasonable hour for bunny-flinging.

Or I can swing by in the afternoon, no problem.

It's from a cookbook called, "Help! My Apartment Has a Kitchen!"

This sounds like my kinda cookbook.

Re friends at work, my employer does an annual questionnaire (by Gallup) to measure morale. There are, I think, 12 questions total. One of the questions they seem most proud of is "Do you have a best friend at work?" The reason, I was told, was that people who have a BF to complain to and let off steam with are less likely to carry around a "negative attitude", which would bring everyone's morale down. The whole "negative attitude" is a big thing at work; anything that's not super-positive gets one scolded for the evil negativity. Needless to say, I'm sure, I get the "You're being negative!" a lot. To which I reply, I'm telling the truth. Maybe I could be nicer, but then no one would listen.

That same question got made fun of by my workplace, Zenkitty.

Oh, we have made merciless fun of it. We went from an in-depth multi-page annual questionnaire that probed into things like "Do you receive clear communication from your manager?" [Answer: NO.] to this superficial thing. The best-friend question just seemed ridiculous. I'm glad it isn't just us feeling that way!

I totally had a best friend - well, a little group of them - at my last job. And there was a guy - not in my group, which was women - whose wife referred to me as his "work spouse."

Sometimes I miss my old job.

I've made a few good friends at work; the only downside of telecommuting is not getting to see them every day. This is the only job I've ever made lasting friendships at. I'm not a big socializer.