There’s a rat in my closet! EEEEEEEEEEEEEK! I saw it two nights ago, when I opened my bedroom door to see that filthy nasty, dirty, ugly creature running around my bowls, yuck! I have no real way of telling whether it’s a mouse or a rat, but it looked rather long and lithe, at least as big as my hand so I’m going to think it’s a rat. And then that night I left a bunch of bananas by my bedstead and when I woke up in the morning…they’d been nibbled at! Mr. Rat, these are your last days on earth. This weekend, I’m going to get some rat poison, mix it with the tastiest piece of fish I can find and put it out there for you to eat. And you’re going to eat it, and you’re going to die. Screw PETA! If they want to make themselves useful they can come pick up the dead rat body and dispose of it for me, so I ain’t touching that nasty thing. Brrr…vermin! Maybe I should call an exterminator.
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Dear Margo
I’m taking a break from work today. I’ve been down with a cold since last Wednesday, and sitting in an office all day with the AC on isn’t really good for me. As soon as I step in there my nose stops up. So anyway, before I get in bed for some more rest, I thought I’d introduce another one of the agony aunt columns I read. This one’s Dear Margo, written by Margo Howard. It’s updated every Thursday and Friday at wowowow.com. I’ve been following Margo since she wrote Dear Prudence for slate.com (before the current one took over), and to be honest I’ve never much liked her advice. She’s a little too permissive – anything pretty much goes, and even when the writer is clearly an idiot she comes down very gently on them. Much of her advice is fine, just not as tough as I would like. Stylistic differences, maybe?
Pros: Has a comments part for readers to give their opinions.
Cons: Only comes out twice a week, advice a little too namby-pamby
Update: chocolate cake
I posted yesterday about how disappointed I was in a chocolate cake I made and how I was going to throw it out as soon as I got home.
So I got home and it was sitting on the counter, still in the tin the way I’d left it. And so I decided to cut a slice before I threw it away, just to see how bad it is and to remind myself never to use bad ingredients again.
Mmm, it was delicious! It may have been flat, but it was cooked through and through. The edges were a bit dry, but the middle was nice and warm, and leaving it for a day had made the top yummy and sticky. Sweet! Of course I’m exaggerating a bit since the difference between my expectations and reality was huge, but it really was a good cake. With a nice buttercream frosting it might even edge closer to fantastic. I gave a piece to anyone who would try it and we all agreed it was great.
So the moral of the story: don’t make dumb mistakes in the first place, but don’t knock something till you’ve tried it. The cake is all gone, btw. I might make another one this weekend and this time I’ll be sure to take a picture.
When comfort eating goes wrong
I’m even more depressed today than I was yesterday. In an attempt to cheer myself up and forget about the coming Monday, I decided to make a chocolate cake last night. This is the recipe I chose, Dark Chocolate Cake I. Looks delicious, right? And I had all the ingredients ready, no problem.
Or so I thought… It turns out there was a Judas in my food cupboard. Yes, I’m talking about the baking soda. I’ve had that thing for years, never thought twice about it. Until today. So I measured and mixed everything according to plan and put it in the oven. 30 minutes later, it was cooked alright, but it hadn’t risen an inch! Instead I had this hard, solid, pancake thing skulking at the bottom of the pan, looking up sheepishly at me. I almost took a picture of it, but then I’d have to mosaic it out, it looks so disappointing. I was so pissed off I didn’t even try the cake. I just covered it with a cloth and left it on the counter. It’s probably still there even now. When I get home I’ll throw it out. And how was your weekend?
Lazy Sunday afternoon
I can’t stand how quickly the weekends move! It’s like BLINK and it’s gone! It pisses me off so much I can’t enjoy myself! Saturday and Sunday are the same length as Monday and Tuesday in theory, so why does it take so bloody long to get through the week and then the weekend flies by in a blitz?
Okay, let’s review. Hmm, woke up around 7 on Saturday. Did I eat something? Can’t recall. Surfed the net a bit. Played around on my DS a bit. Tried to start Shining Force Feather but it wouldn’t work because I’m a dirty pirate. Will have to download a fix or buy a real copy. Or neither and just give up. Took a nap from 10ish to 1ish. Puttered around a bit, read the weeklies. Took another nap from 3 to 5:30. Ate an early dinner. Surfed 4chan till 2am, played Hearts and Solitaire till 4am, watched a Southern All Stars Special till 6-ish and then slept. Come to think of it I woke up around 9:30 so I underslept.
Time to hop back in bed! Time’s-a-wasting!