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Dec. 14th, 2003 08:44 pmAll done with CSI Season 2. Now to surreptitiously watch the third season eps Lori lent me at work.
Or not. Boss-man just kind of smiled at me watching the trailer to Calendar Girls a week back, since it's a good movie and he's planning on going, but I think full-length eps might be a bad thing.
Dru agrees with me that Clementines are orange crack and Satsumas are evil. How his climbing peeps got so deluded, I'll never know.
The cookie swap was a blast - we sat around and ate real food instead of noshing on all the sweets - that comes later. Or, now. I'd made an extra cheesecake, and I think that last batch I whipped up was a little sour. Too much sour cream, not enough sugar. Ah well, at least I like sour things, and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
snorklet's enjoying hers. I'll have to figure out how to reduce the recipe for a single 4.5" (or a pair) of springforms.
Dru just called - he's got various offers of house-sitting 'til March and a 6-month sublet on the end of that, which means he may be moving out in the next week or two. He asked me how much 'out' he'd have to be to not pay me the modicum of rent he is, and I told him I definitely wanted my closet back. 'Back', as in the first time I'll ever be able to use it. Whee!
Although, bad, as in I won't be able to use his car on the odd errand, and will have to go back to Flexcar. I've decided that when he gets around to replacing Turnbull (about which he's already making noises), I want him. There's a freedom to having a car parking in the driveway that I've missed the last few years, and maybe I'll eventually take that road trip around then Peninsula that I've been thinking about.
Hee - just checked in on ROG-L (which I'm nomailed) to see the latest shit pot Jeylan's been stirring. I didn't see quite the degree of slavish Methos-is-the-one-true-immortal devotion when she slalomed through CritEdge, but Amand-r is so right in her responses.
( And, because I live to do them, a quiz )
Or not. Boss-man just kind of smiled at me watching the trailer to Calendar Girls a week back, since it's a good movie and he's planning on going, but I think full-length eps might be a bad thing.
Dru agrees with me that Clementines are orange crack and Satsumas are evil. How his climbing peeps got so deluded, I'll never know.
The cookie swap was a blast - we sat around and ate real food instead of noshing on all the sweets - that comes later. Or, now. I'd made an extra cheesecake, and I think that last batch I whipped up was a little sour. Too much sour cream, not enough sugar. Ah well, at least I like sour things, and
snorklet's enjoying hers. I'll have to figure out how to reduce the recipe for a single 4.5" (or a pair) of springforms. Dru just called - he's got various offers of house-sitting 'til March and a 6-month sublet on the end of that, which means he may be moving out in the next week or two. He asked me how much 'out' he'd have to be to not pay me the modicum of rent he is, and I told him I definitely wanted my closet back. 'Back', as in the first time I'll ever be able to use it. Whee!
Although, bad, as in I won't be able to use his car on the odd errand, and will have to go back to Flexcar. I've decided that when he gets around to replacing Turnbull (about which he's already making noises), I want him. There's a freedom to having a car parking in the driveway that I've missed the last few years, and maybe I'll eventually take that road trip around then Peninsula that I've been thinking about.
Hee - just checked in on ROG-L (which I'm nomailed) to see the latest shit pot Jeylan's been stirring. I didn't see quite the degree of slavish Methos-is-the-one-true-immortal devotion when she slalomed through CritEdge, but Amand-r is so right in her responses.
( And, because I live to do them, a quiz )
