Note to Self

Stop being such a goddamned frontier woman. No, you cannot make your bed while standing on one leg. You are stupid to have tried it. Lie down and shut up. Really.

I Give Up?

I mean, seeing something like this makes me wonder why I even try (aside from the fact that it's fun and satisfying to do). Like: holy shit wow.


I'm not sure I'd want to eat it. Just stare at it and think of my own manifest unworthiness. Also: I love the nellyphants. This is, of course, via Cakewrecks. All today's cakes are Asian in theme, and they're all, like, stunning.

The Wage of Work is Sarcasm

Today I line did a final line-edit/repair on 45 pages of Book, plus an hour of proof-reading, plus kibbitzed Avocado into making pork roast for dinner (and it was good).

Now Spouse and I are lying here watching Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves because I had a longing to hear Alan Rickman cancel Christmas. It is even worse than I remembered, camp from the first moment. Rickman seems to be having a good time, and there are real actors on set but Costner, alas, does not seem to be one of them.

We are doing a full-press MST3K session on this movie. The blood is flying.