Rec contr' Amor non es guirens lai on sos poclers, s'autra.

Ok, haircut is not so good. The bangs are too short, the sides are too short....it'll be fine in a week or two, but it's going to be a pain in the, uh, hairline?, getting there.

I got a letter about one of the positions (and no plastikgyrl, it wasn't that one. Still haven't heard about that one.) regretting to inform me blah blah blah.

I pushed a kid off a bike today. In all fairness, he was riding his bike down the sidewalk on Bank street, and I kept shifting to get out of his way, but between him on the bike, and the lady with the walker beside me.....well, when he ran his bike into me, and I started flailing, I sort of maybe kind of flaid specifically in his direction.

I bought a big ole can of air today. quotation, it was more like a quarter of a cat. I also bought a keyboard brush, which I used, and promptly found the missing quarter of the half a cat that quotation had predicted was in Lucie.

I found a recipe in a cookbook! As soon as I can be bothered to put pants back on, I'll go to the grocery store and buy what I need. If anyone's hungry around 7 pm, I'll have food ready by then.

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Two in One Post

I kept forgetting to post both of these, so I’m just going to put this all together.

Firstly, my December reading list.

1. The Last Templar - Raymond Khoury
2. Time Was Soft There - Jeremy Mercer
3. Hotter Than Hell - Mark Tushingham
4. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban - JK Rowling
5. The Day of the Triffids - John Wyndham
6. Written in Bones; How Human Remains Unlock the Secrets of the Dead - Paul Bahn
7. Star Wars; Betrayal - Aaron Allston

A wide range of books to round out 2006. My 50 book challenge actually started in April, so my year isn’t quite up yet. However, I read at least 64 books last year, however 59 of those were between April and December 31. I didn’t keep track between January and April, and I figure I must be missing a few.

I re-read a few favourites (ie the Harry Potter books and Day of the Triffids) but I made up for it and a wide selection of books – ranging from history to fiction, biography to politics, travel to romance. I missed a few sections (mystery most notably) but I’m hoping to get a few books of that ilk in in the next few months.

Secondly, my New Year’s resolutions. I really only made one this year, but one that I am intent on keeping.

I’m happy with me the way I am, faults and all. I didn’t want to make a resolution that I wouldn’t keep, and so wasn’t going to make any at all. But then, the other day, I got to thinking (while organizing the cooking section at Coles) that I really wanted to buy a cookbook. Which lead me to think, I don’t really look at the cookbooks that I now own (and I own a lot. I love cookbooks. I love the look of them on my shelf above my stove. I love the idea of having them there, of being able to open them up and cook something out of them. I just never do, you see. I never use them, I never crack them open, I just buy them and have immense pleasure about owning them. Much like I am with all other books, really.)

So, based on that, and my nearly-overwhelming needwant to buy more, my New Year’s Resolution is to use my cookbooks more. To actually make something out of them at least once a week. To peruse through them some evening, and make a list of what I need to make a certain dish, then when I’m grocery shopping buy that, rather than the old stand-bys of what I always make. This should help shove me out of my food rut, and cause me to spend less at the Food Court while I’m at work.

I’d also like to spend more time with my friends. New Year’s brunch pretty much waved that flag in my face. I had such a wonderful time with everyone who showed up, that it just reminded me that I don’t get to see people nearly often enough. We’re always all so busy, so rushed, that it can be hard to get together, but dammit! I want to change that this year. I want to get together for coffee, for brunch, for a movie, for a wine and cheese, for whatever and just sit and laugh and have a grand old time.

So what say flist? Is that do-able, or just another New Year’s “resolution” that will fade away into the realm of good intentions that will be dusted off every few weeks and held up as a “but I’ll start this tomorrow!” example?

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I just failed to make French Toast. WTF? How hard can it be? Hard enough that I can't do it, obviously.

I think it was the bread. The inside didn't seem to cook, so the outside was nice and toasty, and the inside was a pulpy mess. I eat Oat n' Honey bread, so maybe that's where the problem lies. I dunno. After the first piece didn't cook on a higher temperature, I turned the temp down for the second piece, and it was even more of a disaster.

I had my heart set on French Toast this morning, too. Shucks.

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