satisfaction, desire and cooking
Sep. 25th, 2005 02:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesWhee! Clean underwears! (Even if I did have to go up to the laundromat, which is expensive.)
Whee, part 2: my landlord noticed the crack in the shutter, and came and glued it, and put a clamp on it. It might really be fixed this time. And I now know I can email him and get him to unlock the basement the next time I'm in a desperate laundry situation.
It seems that REI has quit carrying the bike shorts liners I love. Which figures, because I've only got one pair. They do sell padded shorts liners, but I've got enough padding all by my lonesome, thank you. I just want plain liners. At least since I was at the Landmark Center anyway, I went into Best Buy, from whom I refuse to buy anything electronic, but from whom I do buy movies if they're cheap enough. I bought the DVD of Labyrinth, to replace my dying VHS version.
I've decided that dammit, I want an iPod nano, if I have to wait until next year to afford one. That and the Swiss Army keychain drive are the only two things I've had this level of gadget envy for in years.
I got inspired last night and made mushroom and leek pie. The recipe called for sausage, too, but I didn't have any, so I used cheese instead. It's protein, after all, and that was the general idea. So now I have lunch for the week, regardless of whether I actually eat it at lunchtime or not. Today is soup weather, so minestrone is next on the list.
The Shakespeare meme has finally appeared in my friends list. However, I don't like Shakespeare very much at all. (If you want me to appreciate a play, regardless of language, put it on for me; don't sit me down with the script and expect me to get any enjoyment out of it by reading it. Especially if it's in iambic pentameter in English, or alexandrains in French. And if you want me to enjoy a play, DON'T sit me down with the script and expect me to write papers about it afterward. Shakespeare belongs in theater classes, not English classes, dammit!)
Right. Anyway, given that:
My story starts at sea...a perilous voyage to an unknown land. A shipwreck. The wild waters roar and heave. The brave vessel is dashed all to pieces, and all the helpless souls within her ...drowned. All save one: a lady...whose soul is greater than the ocean and her spirit stronger than the sea's embrace. Not for her a watery end, but a new life beginning on a stranger shore. It will be a love story for she will be my heroine for all time. And her name will be...Viola...
This, for those who don't know it, is the end of Shakespeare in Love.
Whee, part 2: my landlord noticed the crack in the shutter, and came and glued it, and put a clamp on it. It might really be fixed this time. And I now know I can email him and get him to unlock the basement the next time I'm in a desperate laundry situation.
It seems that REI has quit carrying the bike shorts liners I love. Which figures, because I've only got one pair. They do sell padded shorts liners, but I've got enough padding all by my lonesome, thank you. I just want plain liners. At least since I was at the Landmark Center anyway, I went into Best Buy, from whom I refuse to buy anything electronic, but from whom I do buy movies if they're cheap enough. I bought the DVD of Labyrinth, to replace my dying VHS version.
I've decided that dammit, I want an iPod nano, if I have to wait until next year to afford one. That and the Swiss Army keychain drive are the only two things I've had this level of gadget envy for in years.
I got inspired last night and made mushroom and leek pie. The recipe called for sausage, too, but I didn't have any, so I used cheese instead. It's protein, after all, and that was the general idea. So now I have lunch for the week, regardless of whether I actually eat it at lunchtime or not. Today is soup weather, so minestrone is next on the list.
The Shakespeare meme has finally appeared in my friends list. However, I don't like Shakespeare very much at all. (If you want me to appreciate a play, regardless of language, put it on for me; don't sit me down with the script and expect me to get any enjoyment out of it by reading it. Especially if it's in iambic pentameter in English, or alexandrains in French. And if you want me to enjoy a play, DON'T sit me down with the script and expect me to write papers about it afterward. Shakespeare belongs in theater classes, not English classes, dammit!)
Right. Anyway, given that:
My story starts at sea...a perilous voyage to an unknown land. A shipwreck. The wild waters roar and heave. The brave vessel is dashed all to pieces, and all the helpless souls within her ...drowned. All save one: a lady...whose soul is greater than the ocean and her spirit stronger than the sea's embrace. Not for her a watery end, but a new life beginning on a stranger shore. It will be a love story for she will be my heroine for all time. And her name will be...Viola...
This, for those who don't know it, is the end of Shakespeare in Love.
