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Monday, November 30th, 2009
sams_cafe
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8:18p
So I was all, " aunty_marion, I would like a hat!"
And aunty_marion was like, "Dude, I can make you a hat!"
So I was like, "Can you make me...a Dalek-head hat?"
And she was all, "TCH, YEAH!"
And thus I acquired a hat.

Teddy bear not included. He's mine and his name is Picnic.
Prices vary by yarn type and shipping and such, but mine was $20 and it is undoubtedly the finest fannish $20 I have spent since I bought Travelin' Jack Harkness. It is going to INSULATE. INSULATE. INSULATE. my head all winter long!
It has bobbles for speaker lights!
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7:48p
MY FLAT SMELLS AMAZING.
After I got of my poor bruised ass, I gathered up a ton of leftovers from Thanksgiving and made some brand of turkey curry in my dutch oven. I love my dutch oven, which after frying two batches of stuffing and a game hen is pretty much non-stick these days.
Curry veterans reading this will no doubt lol, but I have never made curry before and I feel like a CULINARY GOD.
( Turkey Curry )
I still have about 4lbs of turkey left. Tomorrow night, after I have bought an onion: TURKEY CHOWDER.
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sams_cafe
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6:03p
I have this weird thing, ok, I don't like to be away from home after dark.
It's not that I'm afraid of the dark or I think the Creepy People only come out at night, because Creepy People often accost me in the middle of the goddamn afternoon. I think, though I can't be certain, that it comes from never having strayed very far from home as a kid. Even as a teenager I never had a curfew because I never needed one -- the times I was out after dinnertime were so rare that we negotiated them on a case-by-case basis. I had to be home; Mum was in classes most nights, and there was Bernard to look after, dinner to make, homework to do.
I get this terrible sense that if I'm away from home or out of touch for too long, something terrible will happen. Granted, I have my cellphone, which is rarely more than ten feet from my body, but what if something at home catches on fire, or my flat is robbed, or some Awful Thing happens?
I've been trying to push off from this a bit, because there's no reason I shouldn't be out at night; I live alone, I make sure my home is safe, and I have my phone. But I still get this scary sense of urgency, even tonight when all I was doing was going a couple of blocks out of my way to pick up some food for dinner. I had to force myself to slow down, for one, and also to go past my normal turning and onwards to the shop, rather than chickening out and bolting for the El.
It might not be terribly helpful that while I was cost-comparing some mushrooms in the grocery store someone rammed me with a shopping cart and, because I have no sense of balance, I went over sideways in front of the tomatoes.
Some days a monastery looks awfully appealing.
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(comment on this) Sunday, November 29th, 2009
sams_cafe
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6:21p
REMEMBERED ONE!
So, R went to his 10 year high school reunion on Friday night. He kind of had to, since as the class president he organised it. I missed mine, which is just as well since I've no real desire to return to high school. He said it was fine, a little weird, and that someone had assembled a photo montage...
R: There were a lot of pictures of me. Sam: Were you the prom king? You were totally the prom king. R: Yeah, I was. Sam: Class president, star football player, prom king...god, you were the guy I hated in high school. R: And don't think I wasn't very conscious of that. I thought about wearing a hat. Sam: To protect yourself from thrown things? R: To hide how bald I am.
Poor lad. He's very sensitive about how much more forehead he has now.
Also, I am watching the new Doctor Who animated cartoon, "Dreamland", and I have to say I'm enjoying it way more than I have the last few live action episodes in the franchise. I'd feel guilty about this, but frankly it's nice not to be clenching in anticipation of someone's horrible death.
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1:05p
I went over to R's yesterday afternoon, to hang out and watch the Notre Dame-Stanford game and eat lots of takeaway. We had a good time, but if there were any especially quotable moments I've forgotten them. We also watched a film called Kandahar, about an Afghani journalist returning to Afghanistan after years of absence to try and find her sister, who sent her a letter saying she would kill herself during the next solar eclipse. The journalist has three days to get from the Iranian border to Kandahar to save her sister, traveling incognito under a burka.
R fell asleep about halfway through and I finally gave up when the significant pauses between characters and the incredibly repetitive dialogue got to be too much for me. He texted me this morning to ask if I survived it and I told him no. Apparently you never get to see if the journalist makes it to Kandahar to save her sister. On the one hand I get it: the journey, the experience of Afghanistan under the Taliban, is the important message. On the other hand, seriously, that was a really boring film with no apparent climax or denoument. I'm positive there are better ways to document the cultural wealth and material poverty of Afghanistan.
ANYWAY. This post is just to say that I haven't fallen off the face of the Earth.
I will admit that the peanut-butter-and-apple pie tastes better the day after it was cooked; apparently it really needs to be served cold.
I have to go back to work tomorrow. I like my job and all, but I really like staying in and watching movies while eating mediocre pie, too.
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iulia_linnea
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12:54p Ouphe's/An Ouphe's fics *retires sub-pseudonyms*
As I'm wont to do, I went away and played as someone else for a while. Now that I'm engaging in a fandom tidy-up, however, I thought that I'd move these fics here. I hope that you enjoy them. :)
fodirteg prompted me with Luna: purple, confidence, gurdy root. Originally posted under the sub-pseudonyms of ouphe (DW) and an_ouphe (LJ) on 23 August 2009.
( Ravenclaws Do It by the Book )
vegablack62 prompted me with Neville, Orange, bemused, Weasley grandfather clock with nine golden hands that told the condition of its members. Originally posted under the sub-pseudonyms of ouphe (DW) and an_ouphe (LJ) on 23 August 2009.
( The Tick-Tock of Fatherhood )
lalaith_niniel prompted me with Lucius: purple, envy, ever-bashing boomering. Originally posted under the sub-pseudonyms of ouphe (DW) and an_ouphe (LJ) on 24 August 2009.
( Splintering )
soberloki prompted me with George: red, despair, non-explodable luminous balloon. Originally posted under the sub-pseudonyms of ouphe (DW) and an_ouphe (LJ) on 24 August 2009.
( Fraternal Order )
Title: Clarity without Mirrors Author: iulia_linnea (Originally posted under the sub-pseudonyms of ouphe {DW} and an_ouphe {LJ} on 25 June 2009.) Character: Luna Lovegood Rating: PG Warnings (highlight to view): For light angst and mentions of past minor character death. Word Count: 1830 Summary: A ten-year-old Luna teaches herself to scry (and banishes a "demon" in the process). Disclaimer: This piece is based on characters and situations created by J. K. Rowling, and owned by J. K. Rowling and various publishers, including but not limited to: Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended by the posting of this fic. Author's Note: Thank you, Kay, for beta'ing.
( Clarity without Mirrors )
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joanwilder
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2:37a FIC: The Invitation
Title: The Invitation Author: joanwilder aka RaeWhit Pairing: Harry/Severus Rating: PG Warnings: None Word Count: 707 Disclaimer: It all belongs to J.K.R. Summmary: A long-standing invitation is finally accepted. A/N: Written for angela_snape for correctly guessing my entry in snarry_ldws. She requested Snarry with a Yule theme.
( The Invitation )
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(12 comments | comment on this) Saturday, November 28th, 2009
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snarry_holidays
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9:06p Delaying posting till Dec 1
Hi everyone!
Because so many people are in transit this weekend and we're still putting together our posting schedule, we're going to delay posting until the evening of Dec 1. Sorry for any inconveniences! We can't wait to get things started, and hope you all enjoy the fest!
Best, Snarry Holidays mods
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the_con_cept
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5:56p Argh!
Damn Swap fic--every time I think I'm making progress, I get stuck. *kicks fic*
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faynia
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3:34a So, you know what I did tonight? I had a date.

:D
This is seriously the only way to summarize how I'm feeling right now. Can't lie about it.
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(1 comment | comment on this) Friday, November 27th, 2009
faynia
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1:23p [Fic] Venus' Nipples (PG-13) HP: HP/DM
Title: Venus' Nipples Author: faynia Prompt: #305 (first prompt) by marguerite_26 Rating: PG-13 Pairing(s): Harry/Draco Summary: When Private Investigator Harry Potter is hired to investigate the strange behaviour of his client's wife, he stumbles into the last person he expected to find. Warnings: n/a Word Count: 10,000 Author's Notes: Oh mods, how I love thee, let me count the ways. Without you, and your patience and gentle (and encouraging) prods, I might never have finished this thing. ♥!
And a special thank you to both leemarchais and aislinntlc for taking the time to read through this and point out my many flaws. You're both the greatest!
Venus' Nipples is now posted over at hd_career_fair!
GUYS, LOOK, IT GOT POSTED. FINALLY. Awesome.
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3:41a I finished a fic
IT IS ONLY TWO MONTHS BEYOND THE DUE DATE. ONE MONTH SINCE THE END OF THE FEST. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? IT IS DONE!
I FINISHED THE HELL OUT OF THAT hd_career_fair FIC, AND IT IS DONE. EDITED AND SPARKLY AND DONE.
:D
The capslock was necessary. Sorry.
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(3 comments | comment on this) Thursday, November 26th, 2009
sams_cafe
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5:06p
New season of QI starts tonight! Stephen Fry's looking fit, isn't he? Well done him.
I didn't make pie today, the turkey kind of wore me down, but I was a CLEVER LAD and bought a pint of ice cream when I last bought groceries, then HID IT behind something in the freezer. And just rediscovered it, so. QUITE INTERESTING AND ICE CREAM.
And then I will sleep forever.
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