Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Dinner tonight (and tomorrow Cornish Game hens. Cooked apples, raisins, maple syrup (only one teaspoons) cinnamon, ginger, sweet red wine, lemon juice, salt, 1 table olive oil together. Stuffed game hens with apples and raisins. Glaze game hens with liquid from cooking. Game hens came out moist and good tasting with crispy skin. (Note: unlike cold stuffing, hot stuffing makes fowl cook in less time than per pound instructions say.)
Same oven: Roasted potatos coated them with gravy made from sodium-free beef bouillion powder, and garlic powder. Roasted brussel sprouts with olive oil, salt and black pepper.
go team Cornish Game Hens!
Oh god, I fear all the four/fivesome emails before coffee corrupted our innocent little Shir, and itsmy fault she is on this bible slash path. She will be struck down by lightning, and it's all my... WAIT A SEC!! Shouldn't she be studying, Ms "grey during exams and papers time"! Pffft but she has time to read bible slash? Hrmph! @@
ION-today brain was over flowing from high falutin sound class. I have homework. Don't wanna do. Not used to homework. Brain full. Can I get new one? Seska says I'm king, so I get all I ask for, right?
Yay, Toddson!
...I wonder if hell is wheelchair accessible.
I'm pretty sure the Special Hell is. So at least you'll have Captain Tightpants to keep you company.
Ooh, brendas dinner sounds yum, though I find the idea of pierogies with elotes dulling a little freaky to my brain. I had outback steakhouse. Small steak, broccoli, sweet potato. And their crack-filled bread. Nom. Love that bread.
Am in hotel, where I wad moved to the newer of the two towers, for the first time. Old one is very old school, heavy wood furniture etc. New tower has animal prints...and the bed has a mirrored headboard. It's kinda freaking me out.
Supper was long ago, but fondly remembered: steamed spinach with butter, cottage cheese, shredded extra-sharp cheddar and grated rom-asiago-parm, with rosemary lemon pepper chicken breasts braised in olive oil and water, the pan deglazed, rice flour, cream, rosemary and pepper added to make a cream gravy over the chicken and over steamed rice. Fresh cherries for dessert. Nom.
Thanks for the support in my drunken situation, hah!!
I was actually basically fine when I woke up this morning. Not the top of my game or anything, but I made it to class on time. Judging at how few other people made it to class on time, I think I did well.
But yeah, last night was interesting. I actually wasn't as difficult as I assumed it would be to speak Chinese while drunk! (usually if I'm out drinking I'm with other people who speak English). So I was proud of that. But then my mom called and was like ".... you're drunk on a Monday?" so that was less fun. But she just laughed and told me to go to sleep; she's cool that way. =)
HOLY FUCKING CRAP, ALPS!
HOLY FUCKING CRAP, ITALY!
HOLY FUCKING CRAP, VENICE!
HOLY FUCKING CRAP, I'M TIRED! I HAVEN'T SLEPT SINCE 3:30 am BOARD TIME, AND IT'S NOON ON TUESDAY!
Pictures will have to wait until I get back, as I did not bring my laptop.
Hooray for Italy! I love Venice! Eat gelato for every meal!
I'd feel bad for you, Sean, except for the ALPS and ITALY parts of your ASSCAPS FEST. May the jet lag not mess you up so badly you cannot enjoy being there.