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NEGL, I would bake and eat the fuck out of all of these.

Man, between The Hunger Games, A Song of Ice and Fire and Sunshine (which I really want to read again) it's a wonder I haven't gained 200lbs just by the power of suggestion. Of course, since the new hip thing is to come out with (mostly online) cookbooks to go with one's fantasy/science fiction, I may just. I mean, you're talking to the girl who thought a WoW cookbook would be awesome. Mmm, Goretusk Liver Pie...

Speaking of all of which, I ought to check if Whole Foods is gonna offer Part 2 of the Game of Thrones cooking class...

Final dragcave treat tally 73/94. I'm good with that. Now it's all about letting the eggs I have hatch up and then pretty much done til christmas.

Rock Band 3 on all instruments is mind blowingly fun. And yes, we had enough people tonight to have all four instruments and 3 microphones going at once. I totally like wants me own, precious, mostly cause there's shit I want to play/download that I know will get my ass clowned if other people are in the vicinity. :) Maybe by the time RB4 happens I'll have enough money loosened up for such things.

No trick or treaters, but despite this I've managed to consume enough kit kat and snickers fun size bars to give me a raging headache and a need to stay awake FOREVER. Oh wait... that might also have to do with the half a bottle of Pepsi I motored through today.

Wellp, it's officially November, which means my birthday is officially over (lol) and candy corn is disgusting again as of about an hour ago. I'm not doing NaNo this year (not like I ever do NaNo for more than a week anyway) - instead, going to work on some other stuff this month. I still have a ton of web crap on my plate that I need to finish, both personal and not, need to do some Serious Work Shit, have one new web project I want to get underway (but still need to clear the rest of it before I do in earnest) and need to address various and sundry money stuff so I can get some stuff paid down and get Hanzo-san back on the road. I miss driving my baby.

Also I need to jack out some this month, as I've noticed I'm fading back into my usual patterns of avoiding the minatours roaring in my head (and they've been LOUD the past little while, hoo boy) by fading into the Internet as much as possible. I'll still be on LJ, but in the interest of noise reduction I'm not going to be on twitter or FB much, so if I miss something good, holler. I think this month I'm going to spend dealing with the real world - getting my money and brain unscrambled, and actually working on some things instead of staring at them and panicking about how they're never going to get done. Hopefully I'll have made enough progress so that when Cataclysm actually drops I'll be able to a) afford it (oh.... crap, do I also have to buy lich king too? crud.) b) be able to have a free enough plate both time and headnoise-wise to play it with impunity.

So yeah, if I get quieter in the next 30 days, chances are I'm okay and hopefully busy as hell instead of staring at the ceiling babbling the Russian lyrics to Tetris or something. Yes, that song has words and I know them. The first couple of verses anyway.

I guess here's to a productive and triumphant November?

I love the mage standing in line at the store with a bottled water.

Me I'd love to see a version of this with just the music. I realize that would sort of defeat the point of the movie, but I think it would work quite well without it.

ETA: also this, hattip to sixswordsamurai:

This week has been oddly busy/productive. Something, I think, has shifted in the brainmeat allowing this to happen, and I don't know how long it's gonna last, but I'm gonna ride it until it peters out. This is awesome because usually I can't stay grounded and on-task for more than 12 hours. But I've been varying levels of rah rah get shit done since Monday. Which makes me wonder if an anvil's about to drop.

Home from work today due to digestive ick, but still managing to get shit done, kick ass, take names, all that jazz.

I have a month of gratis to me WoW. It's nice hitting Azeroth again, I do find I miss it every three or four months or so. Last night was the first time I played my "main" in a supremely long time... slipping on that character felt like fitting into a favorite pair of pants again after a long hard diet - a little weird at first, but satisfying. Thinking of dusting her off for reals, respeccing her, and seeing if I can make the push to 70 before the month ends. What, it will only have taken me almost four years to get there, lol.

cell23 and I looked at a couple of places in Squire on Tuesday. "Pretending to be grow-ups" as he puts it. Yeah, I don't know still caught between squee and abject terror on that front.

2nd ep of DW... hmm, I like where this is going.

Bowser has horns. Hopefully by end of today he'll have a face. :)

Money continues to be stressful, but I did finally get around to doing my taxes and there are advantages to having a bad money year to the tune of about eight C-notes. Which will be good to have for the paying down of bills and such like.

I also has a sifter. This weekend THERE WILL BE PANCAKES.

I don't know... life continues apace and is weirdly good. Not gonna question too hard and run with it. Off to mail off some more PBS books and keep on trucking with the busy.

Dear pimply hipster boys that play WoW,

Deciding to give me shit on a crowded street IRL for wearing my Night Elf Dance shirt does not make you cool, all that, or any more likely to impress a lady in your lifetime. Especially not one with as good of a rack as those very same night elves you are deriding are dancing across. Go back to your hidey holes and cry your sorrows to Onyxia or someone else with more patience for that sort of bullshit than I have.

No Love,

Andee


You know what, fuck the Horde. I swear 90 percent of you are supercilious self-important douchebags. Pro-tip, just because your characters teeth protrude from their jaws at horrifying angles does not magically make you some how better than me just because I like playing what are essentially Azerothan Na'vi. ITS A GAME. LRN2haveagoddamnreallife. >:P

In less annoying news, dispensed with a gorgeous day between the Drükidz and a trip to Northampton to hang with the fantastic and fabulous sarahmaclean. We laughed, we cried, we snarked, it was good good times.

Also just got off the phone with Dad, who spent the last twenty or so minutes being very very VERY excited about the iPad all over me. And Vivian Leigh. And his usual obsession Bette Davis. And the usual "whenyoucomingdownyou'rebringingDrewright?" oh, Daddy. *gigglefacepalm*

6:35... off to find something rpductive to do with the remainder of my afternoon evening...

Dead. need rez.

Wait, is Mr. T wearing a Murloco's T-shirt under there?

Dead again, need rez.


In non WoW news: Big Y chicken pot pies are pretty damned delicious, I spent day II of Interesting Conversations Primarily Pertaining to Sodomy (don't ask) and oh gods, the state of my room makes me want to die right now. Off to go fix that, then to sign on and pick up some motherfucking Night Elf Mohawk grenades.

Because we are crampy and in a foul mood.



A lot of damn effort for the giggle - it took a few tries to get the picture (two screenshot composite) without aggro-ing the bats.