Fiddle-Dee-Dee, Said Scarlett

I had smut dreams about Wilson last night. He walked me home from work, we stopped in a gourmet cheese store and bought cheese, and then he invited me back to his place to 'smoke up and maybe get to know each other better'. I think we ended up running a bath, and it overflowed because we were too busy getting naked with each other on his couch. So there's someone new I've had a naughty fandom dream about.

Apparently, the inspiration bug is still biting, which is a very good thing. I've been working on Some Things, and I think they're coming together nicely. Though it most likely helps that the research aspects have been quite fun. Mmm, burial and sacred ground folklore.... I'm also working on fic, though my fic takes very little research.

I am practically dying over Winry and Tamaki's fourth shift conversation over at damned. Mmm, epic misunderstandings abound! Poor Tamaki spent a brief moment under the fear/impression that Ed was married with children. ;)

I think tonight I'm going to do homemade pizza. I have a delicious recipe for honey seasoned pizza dough I've been itching to make, and we have this exquisite fancy garlic dipping sauce I picked up a few days ago on a whim. I love discontinuation sales. And I am determined that we are going to eat well in this household. We may be dirt poor, but by Hohenheim we can still have delicious food!

It's still raining and icky, but I can't really find it within myself to complain. If rain and clouds end up putting me in the mood to write, then sound that thunder and bring on the storms!

I should get my butt up to Hasting's to pick up those issues of Marvel's 'The Stand' that summoneddestiny is holding for me. 2 and 3, respectively. This is the only comic that I will actually purchase volume by volume, rather than waiting for the trades. Screw the eventual trades, I want my epic apocalyptic battle between good and evil and I want it now. I also want to pick up Pet Shop of Horrors: Tokyo - Volume 3. And possibly Just After Sunset. Bah, I also need Fables trade 3, I believe. And the seventh VHD novel. I'm terribly behind on my publications, I'm afraid. And I'm still somewhat aching for the Cosmode USA Glamour Book. It's worth it for the tutorials alone, honestly. I'm kicking myself for not snagging it for 20$ in Phoenix now that it's basically only available online.

Well, I can actually afford my comics at the very least. The rest can wait. And eventually, I'll get my hair done. Though that's looking more and more like wishful thinking at this point.

That's life. ;)

At my parents' house, safe and sound! We had to run last minute errands before Thanksgiving, which worked out well, because Nija and I now have a six pack of Mike's Hard Cranberry and a bottle of rum! Plus cherry coke to put the rum in!

Unfortunately, I was a moron and forgot my pumpkin filling for the pumpkin pie. Luckily, there was a can in my mother's pantry, so I used that. The pumpkin pie came out wonderfully, and there's a Swedish Apple Pie in the over.

On the subject of pies...

My mother made a very big deal about the pies I was going to make this year. It was epic. She called almost every other night for the last week to talk to me about the pies. I have been mentally preparing myself for this epic pie bake, gearing myself up to the challenge of making so many pies. I selected my ingredients with the same care as a surgeon chooses his instruments. I was ready.

And she went and bought half the pies I was going to make.

*headdesks*

Ah well, leaves up time for the cinnamon bread and the cookies, anyway.

It's strange being back here, as I haven't been since I moved out. But it's not the bad kind of strange, just the strange sort. And my uncle is being...well, my uncle. Apparently he's driving my dad more off the wall than usual. This is unsurprising.

I have the urge to write some more fic.....

Okay, sorry to spam you all, but!

One, I made cheese soup (and garlic cheddar biscuits) for our big meal today, and thought I'd share the simple, tasty recipe!

2 cups chicken broth
1/4 cup flour
2 cups milk
As much cheese as you want, shredded, any type. I use about two cups of a blend of cheddar, swiss and colby. With Parmesan on top.
Salt
pepper
Galric powder

Bring the chicken broth to a boil. Let simmer. Mix flour, milk and dry ingredients in a bowl. Add slowly to the chicken stock. Bring to just bubbling, add cheese, stir until melted. Remove from heat and serve!

It's nummy with bread of any sort - breadsticks, biscuits, garlic bread, whatever. easy, quick, and deliciously filling!

SECOND!

I HAVE STARTED MY OKTOBERFEST FIC! 100 WHOLE WORDS! GO ME!

I was up relatively early for a Sunday morning - 9:30 - and was awake in time for my dad to wander down and offer me breakfast. I popped one of my pills and feasted on ham and eggs and toast, and it was delicious. I just ate the yolks, to be safe, but it was still quite tasty and I haven't fallen over in the fetal position with gut cramps yet, so I figure my pill worked.

Last night I lost internet, so I popped in the first DVD of Getbackers and zoned out to goofy fun anime. I also finally found a way to keep my new DVDs neatly displayed and contained in my living room. I dug out my box for that Death Note triple figure I got at Sabo, and it happens to be the perfect shape for holding DVDs. It's currently housing Getbackers, Saikano and Aeon Flux.

Speaking of, I think I'm going to bring the figure itself out here. It's currently on top of my bureau, but it's somewhat hidden behind all my PVC figures. And I certainly can't have those out here - well, I could, but I'd feel slightly awkward about it. It's bad enough when my dad happens to pop his head inside my bedroom and comment teasingly on the half or near naked 12 inch high anime girls all over my room. It would be even worse if they were in my living room.

This will of course ruin the eventual Steampunk decor I'm aiming for, but meh. I can put it on the shelf behind the television. It will look just lovely between my apple teapot and my Sanrio lunchbox.

I really need to organize my crap.

Piroshkis came out delicious. I ate two yesterday, and my mother heated two up for brunch today. The rest are in the freezer for later. We're trying the pub again today, despite our last two visits being less than great. But they have the best ale in town.

Thunder's starting up already. I should take my bath before it hits us.

I have over 1,000 words of a Death Note Steampunk AU mystery/thriller written. It's nice to be writing again.

I had one of those experiences yesterday that shakes you to the core. Not in a good or a bad way, it just shakes you. Stumbled upon the Livejournal of an old, old ex. I didn't read any of it - I felt far too close to stalkerish just looking at the userinfo - but it really hammered once more how far I've come and how much I've changed.

Apparently Sci-Fi channel ran out of bad horror movies to show. This almost makes me sad.

Holy hell, it's hot.

Which means, inevitably, I'm not feeling well at all. My body doesn't react well to heat, and it tends to leave me nauseas and dizzy. And for some reason, the AC is doing nothing to cool down any of my rooms but my workroom. I finally had to suck it up and clean the bathroom, and did so in a tank top and boxers, with many short breaks to sit down and have water.

In fact, I am only using this icon because just looking at it makes me feel vaguely cooler.

But I did get the bathroom clean, and I did get a fic written. I...don't know what I'm going to do about pants. I'm running out of fabric. If I can find a solid, non-patterned pair of old PJ pants, I can dye those. Everything else for the whole costume has come out great, it's just the damn pants I can't manage.

My nightstick is nearly done, too. One more coat of paint to smooth some things down and even the tones out and that will be that. Managed to get some RP replies in, too! Now the smell of grilling burgers is making me both hungry and ill. I will be dining on something cold and light tonight, because I can't handle anything else.

It was supposed to break today, too. Now they're saying tomorrow, probably, but definitely by Wednesday. That doesn't please me.

And the rainy season is coming. I do not fear it, though, for when it comes I shall be able to dance with Maryjane again and not be rendered an invalid for the month due to the pain. And there are good things coming soon! Such very good things.

It doesn't help that I am seized with the desire to make manjuu. Filled with jam rather than anko, because I have yet to find anywhere around here to buy red bean paste. I am also craving steamed buns, as I so often tend to do. And I discovered a recipe for sweet, chocolate filled naan.

That's it, I'm foraging for some food.

ETA: SILENT HILL KINK MEME! ALL MY SILENT HILL FRIENDS, GO! I WILL TOTALLY BE WRITING SOME REQUESTS!

I woke up at 8:30 to bake bread. I'm not sure if this means I'm productive or just plain crazy.

I ended up passing out on the couch last night - passing out as in falling asleep, not passing out because of health reasons. One minute I was watching Ghost Hunters, the next I'm coming to and peering at Destination Truth on the TV and wondering why all the lights are out. Turns out it was around 1:30 AM. I stumbled off to bed and slept for another few hours.

Now I have dough rising and a turkey thawing.

I do believe Tamaki is going to be making a strongly worded bulletin announcement regarding Clinic etiquette tomorrow. He is not down with people just bursting in, ignoring the entire staff, and essentially just taking crap without so much as a nod of request, and then just leaving. He's annoyed enough as it is this evening, what with feeling like he's not being a very good leader and not being able to get a minute to even say 'hi' to Ed. The poor boy only has so much patience.

I've got another sleeve to do on nijawial's costume, then it's just hemming and finishing the seams. And then I attempt to conquer the bane of my existence. Wish me well, my friends.

I'm going to fix myself a small bowl of cereal and then watch some anime while my dough rises. And try not to panic that I can't find my phone card info, because I kind of need to put more time on it before Sabo. O.o

I have raisin bread dough rising happily on my counter. It has another forty five minutes to go, then I punch, knead, and separate into two bread pans. The recipe is simple in that there aren't many ingredients, but the preparation is a bit time consuming. No apple butter today because there's meatballs simmering in the crockpot.

It is a gray and soon-to-be raining day, so a good day to cook and bake.

And the announcement that apps are open in damned in two days is making me twitchy. I can't finish my Original Cindy app, but there's that little voice in my head reminding me I could easily write up an app for Eileen. But I promised I would app Original Cindy, and she has a canon-mate there already, and it would just be so cruel to stick Eileen into that situation. Besides, I wrote my character request letter for Cindy. I shall just soothe my Eileen muse with oodles of fan fiction.

I've had a crossover Eileen/Naomi fic idea rattling around in my head for a little bit. Also have been working on crackover.

I found a surge protector multi outlet strip thingy so I can hook my Gamecube up out in the living room, too. I realized earlier I am sadly lacking in Gamecube games. I own three. Pokemon Gale of Darkness, Eternal Darkness, and Smash Brothers. I wonder how hard it is to find the Harvest Moon game for Gamecube....

Going to check my dough now. And see if my wash is dry enough to bring in. O.o

Well, I think chocomimi and my's prank was a success. This pleases us. And I do apologize to everyone who was shocked and terrified by porny-pikachu. But hey, it's a little change from Rickrolls, isn't it?

I have come to realize how badly I need a dressform. I'm trying to do these dress alterations, and while the top is going fine, the waist is impossible to measure and pin accurately without actually being on a body. And I've gotten into areas where I can't just throw it on myself and pin like that, because my arms only reach so far.

When we get our Air Conditioning serviced, I sometimes with I had an interest in men. At least then I'd be able to appreciate the gorgeous Australian man that does our service. He's here now. At least I can still appreciate his accent.

I wish people would make up their goddamn minds. I'm sick of not knowing what's going on, and having to piece together bits and pieces, only to be told different a few days later.

I'm really getting frustrated with my lack of RP. My escapism is dwindling.

New recipes to try tonight. Oktoberfest Apple Ginger Pork Chops. My parents saw it on some Food Network show, and want me to make it. It looks delicious, but not a recipe for Spring. I'm very odd about that.

Ah well.