Last night, for the first time ever, I ordered a pizza for dinner. Well, that’s not entirely true. I made the call once when we were at D&D. But I have never had a pizza delivered to just me. It’s a new world of laziness.
I ate two pieces and the free salad (Greek) that came with it. The rest is in my fridge. It’s pretty awesome. Although if I do this again, I will have to specify that when I say I want a pesto pizza, that means I want pesto only and no tomato sauce on my crust.
Yes, I know I haven’t been posting. I just haven’t been cooking. I’ve been eating rather atrociously. June is a busy month! I’m all… having a life and stuff.
I guess I could post that jambalaya recipe, but it was mainly Jon making that. Not sure if I can count that.
I attached the other lobe of Honey’s head last night. I stepped back and realized, “My god, this thing is HUGE.” End to end, I think her head’s about 45″ long. Eep. The Prince and Kuro’s heads are only around three feet long.
And the only things keeping those lobes on are hope, will, and far too much Goop. I tried carpet tape- it peeled off. I tried a quilting gun- it broke (thank heavens it had a warranty). I hope the head stays together long enough to get a few good pictures.
I burnt my left middle finger making cookies last night. And I have a lovely bruise on my shoulder from the tetanus shot.
I’m having lunch with Mom and Jon today, yay! And there’s D&D tonight.
Before my mom reads this: I’M FINE.
Last night I’m going over to R☆’s house to watch some more classic Doctor Who. I’m walking down the stairs, and there’s this woman standing next to a cat. The cat, I recognize. I used to see it all the time in my old building (two doors down). I nicknamed it Thumbs because it had extra toes. I had been friendly enough with this cat in the past to have read its tag like a year and a half ago. I think its name was Paco. Or Peso. Four letters, starting with P, ending in O. I liked Thumbs better. Anyway, I’m walking down and this woman asks me if I know the cat. Yep. Do you know whose cat it is? No, but I know it has a tag. I reach down to look at the tag. I figure the cat knows me, this’ll be fine.
WRONG.
The cat flips out, scratching and biting me. Broke the skin a few times, bit of bleeding. I run back up to my apartment to wash it off and apply some antibacterial goop. The woman is one of my neighbors, and she was attacked by the cat when she was doing laundry earlier this week. Without provocation. I mean, I was kind of asking for it, but she wasn’t. Her doctor wanted her to get a rabies shot. So now I’m freaking out, because hey, I watch the medical mystery shows.
I went to Kaiser this morning. (My copay now is $20 for appointments. Ugh. I remember when it was $5.) They look at it, wrap it up in a gigantic dressing and prescribe me some horse-pill-sized antibiotics. Oh, and give me a tetanus shot, because I’m four years overdue for a booster. They tell me to stay home the rest of the day with my arm elevated. I asked about the rabies, and the doctor said, “Maybe if we lived in Cambodia,” ie., don’t worry about it.
FUN TIMES. I need to call the Humane Society.
D&D this week was wrapping up the end of the adventure, so not much happened there. Kaya is now the owner of a lovely mithril chain shirt. We got Effvar resurrected instead of having R☆ roll up yet another character. Effvar, previously a halfling, came back as an elf.
I had to buy gas five days shy of one month. Still, I think I did a pretty good job. Let’s keep up with that, self. The whole train and walking thing is good for you.
My hair is now long enough to pull back into a stubby nape ponytail (three to four inches, I would say). Hurrah for hair of one length!
I have a new recipe (Chocolate Oat bars), but I’m holding off on posting it for a while. There’s probably going to be a dry spell coming up (er, a drier spell, I should say), and I’ll need to spread out my postings of consequence a bit.
Mother’s Day is this weekend. I’m making brunch on Sunday. Exciting stuff! I’m not going to say what I’m making, because it’s a surprise. Unless my dad told my mom, in which case it’s not.
This should at least interest my dad and J.
Sky One is remaking The Prisoner. Christopher Eccleston will be starring as Number 6.
Oh, my god. Yesterday’s Order of the Stick (fabulous D&D-related webcomic that I follow) is awesome.
Ha HA! The ANTM spoiler I read was wrong! Furonda stayed! Man, I was so surprised when they sent Nnenna home. It’s not like Nnenna really needs this competition, anyway. Now that she’s gotten some exposure through the show, I’m sure she’ll get signed quickly. Ee, I’m so happy Furonda didn’t get cut.
(Yes, I dork out over America’s Next Top Model. What?)
So, tonight at D&D was very exciting. My character almost died.Zed ‘s character (our wizard) almost died. We ran away from that battle! However, although we didn’t earn any experience at all, we did get a bunch of money. I hope Kaya lives long enough to collect her mithril chain shirt. (Well, actually, R☆’s first character, Hitch, put in the order, but then he got all dead and stuff.)
I’ve been trying not to use my car this week. I think I’ll be able to make it to Saturday, but then I’m going over to Barbara May’s to hang out with her, Sara, and Kiddo, and I’m toting my unfinished Katamari costume pieces. Hopefully I’ll get Honey finished in a positive direction.
I got contacted by the guy setting up the Katamari Bay to Breakers. Man, I bet that’d be crazy, and possibly very fun. But even if I switched out my red shoes for comfortable black walking shoes (they’d at least go with the overall color scheme), I just don’t think I could last with that head weighing me down (not to mention that with the face plate up, the heads look less good, and I’d have to have it up to see where I was going). Posing for pictures and walking around conventions is much easier. Imagine that!
WHAT THE HELL UNTAGGED SPOILER DON’T TELL ME WHO GOES HOME NEXT I HATE YOU.
Holy crap, dude. Don’t DO that. I’m so damn pissed, you have no idea. Ugh!
No one died last night. We came across a ton of treasure. I’d elaborate more, but I’m too mad at the insensitive poster over on the Television Without Pity ANTM forums.
Sara and I are so talented that we can get negative work done on a costume. Honey is less finished today than she was before the weekend. Stupid Joanne Fabric and their discontinuing of dark magenta flannel.
I drove up to the city yesterday for the Cherry Blossom Festival. The weather was abysmal on the way up, but once I got there, it cleared up (mostly) and was fairly pleasant. I even got a bit of a sunburn on my nose.
I am not sure when I’m going to be cooking. I think tonight I might go out with the Mountain View-ers, tomorrow night is our very late seder, Wednesday’s D&D… maybe Thursday. I should defrost my last chicken.
