The Velvet Cerebellum

I got to watch the video online! I got to watch the video of me running the red light. I suck so bad, there was no way around it. Crap. A couple people have told me to go to court and fight it, but seriously, there's no way I can go in there and be all "I'm fighting this on the grounds that...yeah, I have no grounds...". It's kind of funny, though. Dammit.

I finally made the pea soup I'd been meaning to make. It's simmering away right now.

I also finally made the moroccan squash stew I'd been meaning to make. I had to have David open the cans for me, the cyst is making it impossible to work the can opener (the cyst and the fact that my can opener sucks balls). The stew was good but too tomatoey, I think I'll go lighter on the tomatoes next time.

ALSO!!!! I made quinoa in the rice cooker! I didn't know if you could or not but I figured since the instructions called for covering and simmering that would pretty much be what happened in the rice cooker. Easy enough. It worked, though next time I will use less water.

Made a loaf of banana pecan bread in the machine but it turned out a bit mushy, might have to tweak the recipe.

AND! I forgot to mention this before, but when I got back from lunch I was sitting there pulling my hair out trying to make a pivot table work in excel (it worked the first time, calculating mileage by department but the second time around it only calculated the number of instances that the department was listed in the mileage chart. What the hell? The moment I figure this out I'm going to mainline whiskey)...anyway, I'm dealing with the excel issue and there's a knocking on my office door...and there's my sister and her friend Michael! YAY!! and they come bearing gifts!! DOUBLE YAY!!! Seems they, along with my mom, decided I'd done such a nice job on the food and since I had lost a couple platters to the cold, unyielding hardness of the kitchen floor, they bought me 4 serving dishes as a thank you. A small round, a medium square and a large round all in white and a shiny metal serving tray. They even remembered that all my serving dishes are white. Nice. I had worked really hard on the food, not just cooking it, but planning it, trying to find the right combinations and flavors so that there would be something for everyone. I truly believe that this was one of my best parties and I guess my sister thought so too. Thanks.

I'm off to pack lunches.

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They totally got me and I knew they would. Fuckers. They've installed those retarded cameras to catch people running red lights because obviously the cops are too busy down at the Krispy Kreme to do the jobs themselve (mock bitterness! I promise). Anyway, they got me on Park Ave and 28th St. I knew the cameras were there, so I can't really be pissed at anyone but me. And of course it was one of those moments where the minute I hit the intersection I knew they were going to nab me. I'd spent the drive to work behind a succession of blind/retarded elderly ladies, by the time I'd gotten this close to work I was ready to kill. Fuckity. $142. Anyone know how to get me out of this without having to go to court? Dammit. I hate knowing I was wrong and there's no real way out of it.

Got my referral for the orthopedic surgeon today, will hopefully get my wrist back from the zombie cyst that has taken over.

What did I do this weekend? Some crocheting, a little bit of cleaning, saw the Oscar nominated short form documentaries at the Riverview. I got home early today so it's dishes, dinner and maybe organizing my yarn a bit.

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Couple weeks ago my aunt Sue was in town for the 80th birthday party and she brought her gorgeous little girl, my cousin Evelyn.

God, I thought i was going to go into diabetic shock watching her watch Spongebob while sitting on the special Spongebob chair, playing with the dogs, feeding the dogs her food and playing legos with David. Sigh.

My favorite part? Immediately as she got home, she took a pink marker to her hair! Here I am, influencing future generations! You go girl.

Of course the dogs loved her because 4 year old girls are just mobile candy buffets.

Wallow in the frosting sweet goo that is my dogs with a 4 year old girl...

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It is my opinion that marginalizing crocheters is a bad move on the part of yarn stores everywhere. Don't delegate my pattern books to a dusty shelf in the corner, don't store the crochet thread in a cabine that is unpoenable for being under a stack of crap, don't just show gauge swatches in knit. Share the road! Still, didn't stop me from buying yarn, thread, lace hooks and beading needles. oh well.

Soon, I must go make split pea and ham soup for my lunches and some buns for the hell of it and then later a moroccan squash stew with quinoa.

Preiously this week i've made stuffed eggplant (incredible!!) and kabocha squash mol� with seasoned black beans, rice and roasted carrots. I'm getting back into the swing of cooking.

Okay, I'm off to be domestic. Laundry, dishes, crocheting, soup making and squash roasting calls my name.

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Been a long time and there are a million photos. I'll only bother you with a few. I promise.

I made homemade buns! There were tasty good, I used a honey wheat recipe. I probably should have cut and weighed the dough to make consistent sized buns and I should have stretched them more to make them flatter, but I don't care. I have nice buns.

And here's Ghengis and my focaccia bread. He's a good fella, the littlest of the fellas and he approves of the focaccia bread.

Aaaah maddie does it get better than this?

Sometimes life is like this and sometimes life is like THIS. It is warm, it is happy, it makes me laugh in my belly.

People, the grand finale...the perfect moment...THE HIPPOSAURUS!!!! You honestly cannot imagine how happy it makes me to hug this thing, to look at it! and to share my chocolates with it.

So, there are your pictures!

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today is a day of hooray!

1) I accidentally discovered that my car does indeed have a 20 cd changer in it. I'd suspected it did when I got it, but I didn't have a manual and the crypticly (cryptically? Alex?) labeled buttons on the stereo were no help. Were they referring to 20 disks or 20 preset channels?? I couldn't tell, I assumed channels since after much investigation I could not figure out how to get 20 cd's into the stereo...and YES I did look in the trunk for a changer, it wasn't there. LO!! The angels sang down on me and as I drowsily tried to turn the knob from CD to FM so I could listen to the news on the way to work I grabbed the wrong knob, turned from CD-01 to CD-02 and it asked me to insert a disk. I grabbed the first cd I could get my hands on and shoved it in there...and it played! and so did the 3rd, 4th and 5th. WOW. I totally deserve a 20 disk changer in my car! I totally deserve to find out about it 8 months after I buy it. It's like a late christmas present that you don't mind is late because it is so awesome!

2) Speaking of christmas presents that are late but you don't mind because they are TOTALLY AWESOME!!!! Meggers sent my christmas gift and I got it today!! A Hipposaurus!!!!!! (this may be the most exclamation point intensive post ever!!!!!) I can't even begin to describe the absolute coolness of this gift, a handmade hipposaurus stuffed animal in his own eggshell with the cutest story about how he came to be and how he hoards chocolate and how he has to come live with me now and he brought all of his chocolate with him to share with me. I am so in love right now!!!! Pictures will be posted soon.

okay, only 2 discoveries, but two pretty cool discoveries! I'm going to go eat my dinner then head over to the land of the katamari...I mean hedgehog.

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What did I do this weekend? All I remember is playing Katamari Damacy! I drive around and see fence panels and street signs and dogs that all want to be rolled up into my katamari!

I'm sure there was something else I did...

1) took care of eddie the hedgehog. he really is cute even though I'm not really supposed to see him. His spines are pokier than I expected and he has a really cute nose. I keep telling my sister I'm poking him. I tell her this because I love her and I have a sick sense of love. April, I am not really poking your hedgehog. In fact, I'm not really doing anything to your hedgehog except looking at him. And feeding him.

2) last night I got together with some people from the cooking group for dinner at Yummy! in no particular order we ate flank steak, jellyfish, peashoots, lo mein lobster, eggplant, flounder, froglegs, crab, fish stomach, shrimp, scallops, pork knuckle, fried rice, chicken and about a million things I don't remember. The nice thing about going to a place like that with a group of ten people is that you can order a million different things to share. I highly recommend Yummy's jellyfish, it's not nearly as chewy as it could be, it has a great sesame flavor and is on a bed of carrot/jicama slaw. Actually, there was not a single thing that I ate last night that I didn't enjoy immensely.

3) yeah...nothing else, just playing video games at my sister's (don't worry april, we're not breaking anything!!!), crocheting like mad, eating like a pick and getting maximum cuddles!

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I piss and moan about the weathertards and they get their revenge by pulling out their huge freeze-ray and point it directly at me. It's fuck-ass cold out there people. Every time I hit F8 and pull up my dash board (OSX Tiger widgets...YOW) the temp drops a degree. It's -11 out there. Sucks ass.

Fuck you, weathertards! I still think your climate related histrionics are stupid! Go back to the days of the felt cloud on the map of the US. YOU SUCK BALLS.

Speaking of balls, I told Jessi today that if I had a left nut I would totally trade it for a self warming steering wheel.

And speaking of my car, the stereo automatically displays the band and song name of whatever's playing on the radio. I've jad this car since July 1st and I just noticed?? yeah, well, I never listen to the radio unless it's NPR, but lately I've been popping over to 89.3 The Current (NPR's 'current music' radio station, though I have to say they need to cut back on the Journey tributes, seriously. Hipster trend-pandering or not, Journey sucked then and they suck now). I love this little feature on my stereo for the very obvious reason...now I know what the fuck I am listening to!

There are moments I wish I could capture on film forever, not necessarily to share with you, but just for me. Like when Ghengis is tired he stretches himself into alooooong tube with his back feet out behind him and his stumpy front legs out front then he tiredly rubs his face on the floor and falls asleep. Or the way that Maddie curls up into such a tiny ball that her hippo head takes up half her volume!

Soon the boy and I have to go over and feed the shapeless lump. It's so cold, I'm actually dreading it, but the promise of playing Katamari Damacy will get me over there.

Of course, I don;t even know if I will get the damned thing on, he's got no less than 87 remotes each with at least 524 buttons, buttons must be turned on in order!

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So, Mr Weatherman, this morning...remember when you were going on and on about the crazy storm that was headed this way? Remember that? I distinctly got the impression that there would be so much snow coming down that time would literally stand still! I was sure I would wake up to find my head cracked open and my skull stuffed full of malignant frozen precipitation. I know this century is still young and declaring a snowfall to be the "storm of the century" allows you a certain amount of room since there's really not that many winters to compare it to...

Am I to assume that when you made these bold statements regarding the weather, what you actually meant was "might get a tad chilly tonight...wear a hat"? Because there is NO SNOW out there. None. True, I had a bit of a fluff on the windshield this morning, but the wipers took care of that. Where's the gigantic storm that is supposed to wipe us all out? I was thinking Jake Gyllenhall was going to show up and save my ass from the extreme weather.

There is no snow. None. Not on the sidewalks, not on my car. Let's be clear, i don't mind so much, when there is no snow I can clearly see where my neighbors have still not yet removed the ice from their sidewalks so I can avoid falling down while walking the dogs. I don't mind mornings where I do not have to clear a pile of snow off my car. What bugs me is the near apocalyptic and somewhat apoplectic freak out regarging the weather.

In other news...ah not much. Ordered another crochet stitch encyclopedia today, this one has more lace patterns both traditional and filet. Changed the dogs names to Muffin Top (g) and Egg Beater (m).

I have a clump of beautiful shiny orange crochet thread here in one gigantic tangle. It came that way. Any advice for getting it apart? I's really like to use it, it's lovely stuff.

And of course, gave away three crocheted items this week and forgot to take pictures of any of them. I suck.

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I got chocolates that say "choo choo choose me"! I got a handmade rose ornament. I ate fantastic Indian food. aaah sigh.

We went to the recently re-opened Udupi Cafe for dinner. I thought this would be a smart choice, good food, always pretty quiet in there, pleasant helpful staff. Sometimes I am wrong. The food itself was excellent, I hadn't had chaat papri in so long and it was so good, along with the dosai, samosa, beans poryal, aloo gobi and of course the tamarind, coriander and coconut chutneys. YUM.

It seems everyone in the city had the same idea. The place had just re-opened on the third and NO ONE was trained and the place was packed and the service was pitiful. There were 5 people just running around filling water glasses and picking up empty plates and running food but only one or two people actually taking orders. Our dinner was brought to us twice. It took FOREVER to get anything and the 'wine list' was really more of an ornament, the bottle we ordered was out of stock, my second, third and fourth choices were gone as well. I settled for the merlot.

But I don't want to complain, the food was beyond excellent. I really loved it. We're going back...but later, when they're not so crazy busy.

Also, yesterday I learned that the hedgehog is the most boring of all possible pets with the exception of the pet rock. While my sister is on vacation I am supposed to take care of Eddie the Hedgehog. Mostly I go over there twice and change the food and water. I don't get to play with him, I don't get to poke him, I probably won't even see him since he burrows under the mat in his cage. Boring. You know, when I have people watch my dogs at least they get an exciting adventure with two lovable scamps. I get to put food in a bowl for a formless lump. Sigh. On the brightside, I get to play Katamari Damacy and We Love Katamari as much as I want, provided I can figure out how to turn on the tv with all the crazy remotes and things. Crazy!

And to address a point brought up in my comments from a previous post...
Yes, my mom does read my website, but she does it at her own risk and she knows it. You'll note how often I discuss anal sex, girth, blow jobs and the 18th amendment on my website. It's pretty hard to offend my mom.

Hey mom, ANAL SEX!!!

And let me leave you with this happy note. David just came home from the grocery store and in the load of treasures were 4 (FOUR!) pints of Haagen Dasz!!! Coffee, mango sorbet, raspberry chip and the best MINT CHIP. He's pretty keen.

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All day Friday and Saturday I cooked. It's what I did. I cooked. It was hardcore intensive work. It was so important to me that the food turn out well. I was lucky, though, I had help. Friday night my aunt sue came over and we caught up on old times. She is only a few years older than me, we spent a lot of time partying together during my college years. We slugged through most of the prep. I crawled into bed, aching and sore at 1am.

Saturday I got up around 8:30 and as I was trying to wake up I got a call from my aunt saying she and her brother, my uncle donnie, were coming over to help. Like perfect guardian angels these two swept into my place and immediately started washing dishes and working on food. Donnie ran to the store for me and he ran to get lunch for all of us. Lovely.

Later, a dear friend of mine and Sue's, Chad showed up and I had yet another set of hands at my disposal. Chad is the expert at clearing, organizing and assembling. He stuffed and rolled all the croissants and assembled all the crostini for me. With all the help I got I was actually finished with time to spare. Time to spare, that's pretty much unheard of for me.

Sue's little girl, Evelyn, came along on Saturday and she fell in love with the dogs. And Ghengis, realizing that children are mobile buffets, fell in love with her. Ghengis profited dearly from this relationship.

The party was a lovely, warm event. My grandfather got to celebrate his 80th birthday surrounded by friends and family that truly loved and admired him. It was a great time and I got to see relatives I'd not seen in ages.

Unfortunately, I am getting old. The party started at 6pm and I was done before midnight. I got home, went to bed and kept my pitiful, semi-hungover, completely pained body in bed until noon when my mom called.

My mom's cousin, Rebecca, had a flight out at 9:45pm so she spent part of the day with my sister then came over here so we could visit before she left. I don't know much of my extended family so it was nice to spend some time getting to know her and getting perspective on family history.

For dinner we went to Everest on Grand, the local tibetan/nepalese place. I can now say that I've eaten yak! YAK! I ate YAK! Actually, it sounds more exotic than it tastes, if I didn't know it was yak I would have assumed it was beef. So there, you can eat yak and it won't kill you.

Yak, it's what's for dinner.

The rest of my evening will include crocheting and watching movies and generally spacing out.

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work...clean...plan...cook. That's it right now.

An aunt and an uncle come in to town tonight for the party this weekend. I suspect that with the snow that came through, their travels will be a tad delayed, but maybe I will get to see them. If not I am going to spend the day tomorrow iwht my aunt Sue catching up on old times and cooking together.

So much cleaning to do. So not excited about it.

menu update...(not that I really think you're interested...)
Veggie plate has been replaced with lettuce wraps as demand for the lettuce wraps was overwhelming
I decided the salmon will be served as smoked salmon and roasted sweet potato on curried mascarpone on crostini.
I may not do a big ham but do either ham stuffed croissants or puff pastry crocque monsieur. Everything else being served is finger food, able to be picked up directly off the platter. Serving up a ham with rolls requires things to be cut, added to rolls, condiments served...etc. It messes with the flow AND takes up too much space. Essentially, with this many people in such a small space, we need to keep people moving. Slicing ham and building little sandwiches would cause back up.

Okay, I'm off to round up the boy and clean. damn.

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Why I like David so much, #456,983 in a series:
One plain frozen cheese pizza begging to be dressed up. On one side he adds golden raisins, sliced bananas, vindaloo and garam masala. On the other half he puts onion/garlic pistachios, artichoke spread, sliced boiled egg and spicy paprika.

It sounds terrible. If he'd mentioned it to me before he made it I would have given him the look.

But he experiments and you know what? Both sides were good! Weird in their own way, but very good.

I like that David experiments and the experiments turn out so well.

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On we go with the party planning. Tentative menu is as follows:

* Spiced ham with rolls
* Salmon and lemon cream crostini
* Crostini with hazelnut pesto and roasted butternut squash
* Croissants stuffed with feta/dill/spinach and/or curried veggies
* Mini crabcakes with cilantro cream
* Veggie sushi
* Stuffed strawberries
* Veggie platter with dip (dip suggestions or ideas? hummus?)
* Cheese plate with 2 kinds of homemade bread, olives, spiced nuts, homemade cherry ginger jam

I'm still tweaking it. I'm still contemplating the lettuce wraps.

In non-food related news, I think I am destined to live a life with dogs who constantly have ear infections (of course it would help if I stopped adopting shar-peis and shar-pei mixes). I looked over at Hippo Head Jones when I got home and was greeted with a sore red ear. Damn. Crocodile Bob's ear infection cleared up fine. It's always with the ears. it's always with the icky Q-Tips and the tube of goo. Luckily the vet gave me extra ear meds so I don't have to keep coming in.

I'm making congee for our lunches. I should be making bread but I don't feel like washing measuring cups.

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So it seems the Amazing Adventures of Mavis Potato and Charlie Pumpkin (in which Mavis Potato learns she's actually pretty normal!) have not been getting much play lately. That's what happens when there's another human adult around to talk to, you just don't have to make up stories to tell the dogs.

But now we're on to the Super Fun Times of Hippo Head Jones and Crocodile Bob! Hippo Head Jones is the calm, level headed leader of the expedition and Crocodile Bob is her short fused right hand man! Together they are sure to find themselves in many sticky situations!

Yeah, or something...

oh, what's to say, I make up stories about my dogs, for my dogs.

A friend of mine is going to have a baby so we spent a lot of time looking at crochet patterns. I'm way more confident now about my abilities and will be making stuffed animals and booties. If the stuffed animals go well, I have a secret project that will make me giggle. If it turns out, I will share it with you.

My head is aswim with menu planning. I'm at the good point where I have too many things picked out and will have to cut back.

And I will leave you with this happiness. When Maddie came to live with us in June she didn't play. She didn't play with toys or people or Ghengis. Steadily she's been playing more and more. I watch her and Ghengis making up games to play, she waits until he is watching her then she steals his toys and plays keep away. They wrestle together all the time. The happiest, though, is watching David jump around on the floor with the two of them. Maddie's piggy little tail going a mile a minute while they jump and growl and retreat and posture. I laugh so hard my belly hurts and my face is stuck with a smile.

It's a good thing I've got going here. That boy of mine and these two dogs. A pretty damned good thing.

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I must do this quickly as I need to sleep soon.

Friday night? Nothing. Watched Sealab 2021. Nothing.

Saturday? Helped the Betsy half of 'Jetsy' prepare the food for her birthday party. Got 2 new recipes for my grandfather's 80'th birthday bash this coming weekend. Word of advice to people...please PLEASE make sure your knives are properly sharpened before you have someone come help you! I generated a blister at the base of my index finger from fine dicing butternut squash and toasted hazelnuts with a dull knife.

I spent all day at Betsy's dicing and mixing and sauteeing and being the dog advice person. I left early in the evening with enough time to come home, shower, dress and head back over. The party was delightfully fun, Betsy looked fabulous in her dress! And I must say the food was top-notch.

Sunday! Today we went to brunch and made faces at each other and giggled.

Home with a couple hours to spare before heading over to the Lee's for SuperBowl festivities. The game was not so exciting this year and Mick Jagfer made me want to rip the veins out of my body. The Seahawks suck.

After the SuperBowl proper we watched the PuppyBowl! Holy crap! On one level it's just a bunch of puppies playing, not terribly exciting. I mean they're just playing, they're not racing or doing agility tests or anything. On the other hand IT'S A BUNCH OF PUPPIES PLAYING!!! So damned cute. That poodle puppy was a fucking jackass though.

It's late. I need to pull out the notebook and get started on my lists for the party. I think the hardest part is going to be coordinating getting everything over to my sister's place. The party's over there, but I'm making the food. I don't really want to cook it over there, I don't like using other people's kitchens (not that I don't like them, it's just that I know my kitchen, i know where everything is, i know my tools, I know my way around) and I think it would be best if we kept the mess over there to a minimum. We'll figure it out. I'm not stressing on this at all.

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In anticipation of the inevitable bird flu infestation that will kill me in the next 6 weeks (I'm sure of it, if NPR mentions something 8.2 billion times then it MUST AFFECT ME) I am re-reading Stephen King's The Stand. I'd forgotten how much I like this book. I am of the opinion that It was the last good book to come out of the man. We're not talking high art here or anything, it's just that everything up to It is scary, creepy, has developed characters and coherent plot lines. Everything after, eh...not so good. Things get cheaper, more fart jokes and scat references, more sodomy allusions and uni-dimensional characters.

I remember when Insomnia came out, I was excited. I read it and when I was finished I thought "what the fuck just happened?". It just didn't make sense.

But The Stand, good novel. Cheap thrills and great character development. A story that winds through 1141 pages. A good curl up with the dogs book.

shifting gears...

In a week we celebrate my grandfather's 80th birthday. We'll be throwing a party for him. Hosted at my sister and her boyfriend's place (there must be an easier way to say that). I'll be doing the food (woo) and all the hard stuff is being taken care of by other people. I just have to do foo. Someone else is doing liquor, plates, glasses, cake, candles whatever. I have the easy part.

It used to be that for years if you wanted me to do the food for the party I had to do EVERYTHING for the party. I was all about flow. You couldn't contribute SOME food to the effort because I balanced all the foods off one another so they would flow together and not disrupt or overwhelm each other. Then I would also pick the beverages, the dishes, the napkins, the candles, whatever. It all went together. I've relaxed a bit. Food's easy. I can do food.

I've got about half the menu figured out in my head right now. I need to sit down and figure out a cheese plate (thanks to Mark and Jessi for my cheese books!). I'll even try my hand at a homemade jam or two. The real challenge is making stuff that can be restocked constantly through the night but won't have me trapped in the kitchen.

Anybody up for stuffing and rolling croissants? I can make a metric buttload of those. I'm also pondering veggie sushi, I can make a lot of it, but it takes so long to make.

Anybody who's been to one of my parties and had a favorite finger good, let me know!

Tomorrow I am helping Betsy with her birthday party, maybe she will have good ideas for me to steal!

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Okay, so you all know about Overheard in New York right? It's my addiction. Today's gem made me laugh because it is beyond true:
Guy: Fuck that shit, man. I still love New York better. Every single time people from Frisco compare cities with New York, you fools bring up your stupid burritos! Well I got news for you: our burritos are catching up.
--2nd Avenue & 5th Street

What the hell is it with people from San Francisco or who go and visit? Are the burritos that good? How good can they be? and are they really burritos or are you just stuffing eerything in a tortilla?

I've never eaten a burrito in NYC, at least I don;t think I did. I once at at a shitty mexican place, but I probably had the enchiladas.

Also, I went to coffee with a coworker the other night and I'm sure that if there was an Overheard in Minneapolis, our entire filthy conversation would be on there. She and I talked about hiring greek whores in amsterdam, length versus girth, sex clubs in NYC...and those were the tamer partd of the conversation.

I'm pretty sure no one could hear us over the music, but if anyone did, I apologize to the patrons of the Spyhouse. Sorry.

Why are there no cookies? I think I will make cookies tonight

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You know the silly game where you add "in bed" to the end of your fortune cookie fortune? I have these sittingon my desk and I ponder them regularly.

Listen to what you know instead of what you fear.

What we acquire without sweat we give away without regret.

Comfort zones are most often expanded through discomfort

I'm not sure how this bodes for my sex life, but I fear it will be uncomfortable and sweaty.

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