That's a hell of a day, Strix. Good on ya for sticking to your guns, though. Realtor needs to sell the house but shoot, he also needs to realize the people living there still live there. I'm glad you
probably (fingers crossed, knock wood)
got the job, and I hope you are relaxing with wine and cupcakes.
Steph, cheers for flossing!
dammit, I can't make pom-poms anymore
Dang, Strix, that sounds super-mega-stressful! But god does that risotto sound AMAZING. And the job front sounds great, too!
Oh, that risotto was GOD. Crimini mushrooms and loads of real butter and asiago and truffles and ginormous CLAWS of lobster and crunchy panko bread crumbs on the top.
It was so rich I had to stop in the middle of a modest serving. Dan and I BOTH had a cigarette afterwards, like after a scene in an old 40's movie, and my serotonin and endorphin levels were like, cocaine high-high. SO. GOOD. So needed after such a shit day, and what a thoughtful gift. Bless you, Kenton.
Nothing I can have for dinner sounds good now that I've read that. Curse you, wee Strix and your lobsterified risotto-ish ways!
Strix, that is a good friend you have.
I'm sitting in a bar next to David Cross. NBD. It's actually hard to avoid David Cross here in Brooklyn.
It's actually hard to avoid David Cross here in Brooklyn.
That's like John Darnielle in Durham.
Wow, Strix, you deserve the best casserole, for sure.
If I lived there, I'd make the extra effort.