Phnee's Day Off
Feb. 21st, 2003 07:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeWasn't there a movie with a similar title? Ferris Buehler's Day Off or something?
Meh. Whatever.
I actually got stuff done today. Not a lot of stuff, but some. I caught![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
firewillow and miseri for lunch, and I think miseri may be joining us among the ranks of Bubble Tea fans. Not 100% sure, though.
I worked a bit on the art project the cats ate a few months ago, and while it's not as good as the original, I think with a bit more careful prodding I can get it to work again. I'm still annoyed with the cats for thinking that non–drying clay would somehow make a tasty meal. It's never fun to come home and find that the small model sculpture you worked on for two weeks is now a regurgitated mess on the floor. *grumble*
I did my dishes: go me! This is actually something I loathe doing, mostly because of the layout of my kitchen. See, I have a huge–ass washing machine that stands in the way of my sink, which means I have to twist my body around in a back-breaking position every time I do the dishes, and then lean even further into that position to put the dishes in the drying rack. It hurts like a sonofabitch, and as I generally don't like doing dishes anyway, you can imagine what the state of my sink is like by the end of a given week. Still, I feel accomplished even if my back is now killing me.
I also discovered recently that not all Kraft Dinner knockoffs are created equal, and for some reason am going to write about it right now. See, I had a conversation back in October withjoane in which she expressed great distaste at the idea of a cheap KD knock-off. She said they tasted awful and not at all like the real thing. I was surprised, because in my experience I had found it wasn't the case. My local IGA has a 47ç knock-off that's pretty close to the real thing. I therefore wondered whether my taste buds were just not as developed as hers and couldn't tell the difference. I didn't think this likely, as usually I'm pretty good at wine-tasting and so forth, and have a fairly refined palate (I love junk food just the same, though).
So a few weeks ago I happened to be in a different neighbourhood and bought the local Metro's cheap knock-off, which was 52ç a box. Now, it tasted gross. It was pasty and the cheese powder didn't taste at all like the regular KD cheese powder. So I thinkjoane may have been the victim of a bad KD knock-off instead of a good KD knock-off.
For the record, though, my good cheap knock-off fails to achieve the truly spectacular radioactive orange that real KD seems to radiate so effectively.
In other news, I fought off the demon apathy and fixed a niggling detail with my LiveJournal today. It had long been a source of minor annoyance to me that I couldn't update my LJ directly from my recent entries page or from my friends' page. I had to go back to the LJ homepage and click on update from there, or else put the update page in my bookmark list, which is already a country mile long. Neither option really appealed to me, as I like clicking on stuff with my mouse, and so I finally changed the look of my recent entries page and my friends' page to include links to the LiveJournal pages I *use* most often.
I took the opportunity to change my "Quote of the Moment" on my recent entries page. I'm no longer feeling ambitious enough for my Henry Ford quote, and although I was tempted to put in: "The beatings will continue until morale improves," I'm not feeling quite that depressed and hopeless.
In fact, I'm rather at an in-between stage right now. I go up and down in a given day, but not as much as in the recent past. I can't seem to get really excited at anything, just as I can't get really depressed about anything either. I guess that might be a good thing for now, but I don't really like feeling numb. Not numb... restless or something. Edgy
Like waiting for the other shoe to drop, only I'm not sure the first one has fallen to begin with.
So, not crappy but not good either. Blank.
No, I'm not going to go cut. I've learned better coping mechanisms in the past year, and I don't need to prove to myself that I can still feel, and I don't need that kind of weird control over myself that I did before. Well, I do, but I exercise it in healthier and less self-destructive ways.
The office gave us cheap-ass little vanilla votive candles. Maybe I'll light it, although I generally get migraines from scented candles. Then again, I've never had a vanilla-scented one, so it might be different from all the really perfumed ones I've been exposed to in the past. If not, I'll just go to bed.
Someone unfriended me the other day after having me on his (her?) friends list for a little under three days. I wonder what I could possibly have said or not said that would be that off-putting? Oh, and I'm not particularly preoccupied by this, I'm just in a rambly mood tonight, and since I've been adding a lot of people lately I usedingenuemuse's obsession meter to see whether any of them were adding me back or not, which is how I noticed. Otherwise I doubt it would have even been a blip on my radar.
To my dismay, I've discovered that my Mage character, Blythe Kelly has a theme song. I can't think of her now without hearing Six–Blade Knife by Dire Straights on replay over and over again.fearsclave, I'll bring the CD to the game tomorrow, so you can listen to the song if you've never heard it before. If you haven't, shame on you! Dire Straights kick all known forms of musical ass.
Off to check on my KD.
Meh. Whatever.
I actually got stuff done today. Not a lot of stuff, but some. I caught
firewillow and miseri for lunch, and I think miseri may be joining us among the ranks of Bubble Tea fans. Not 100% sure, though.I worked a bit on the art project the cats ate a few months ago, and while it's not as good as the original, I think with a bit more careful prodding I can get it to work again. I'm still annoyed with the cats for thinking that non–drying clay would somehow make a tasty meal. It's never fun to come home and find that the small model sculpture you worked on for two weeks is now a regurgitated mess on the floor. *grumble*
I did my dishes: go me! This is actually something I loathe doing, mostly because of the layout of my kitchen. See, I have a huge–ass washing machine that stands in the way of my sink, which means I have to twist my body around in a back-breaking position every time I do the dishes, and then lean even further into that position to put the dishes in the drying rack. It hurts like a sonofabitch, and as I generally don't like doing dishes anyway, you can imagine what the state of my sink is like by the end of a given week. Still, I feel accomplished even if my back is now killing me.
I also discovered recently that not all Kraft Dinner knockoffs are created equal, and for some reason am going to write about it right now. See, I had a conversation back in October with
joane in which she expressed great distaste at the idea of a cheap KD knock-off. She said they tasted awful and not at all like the real thing. I was surprised, because in my experience I had found it wasn't the case. My local IGA has a 47ç knock-off that's pretty close to the real thing. I therefore wondered whether my taste buds were just not as developed as hers and couldn't tell the difference. I didn't think this likely, as usually I'm pretty good at wine-tasting and so forth, and have a fairly refined palate (I love junk food just the same, though).So a few weeks ago I happened to be in a different neighbourhood and bought the local Metro's cheap knock-off, which was 52ç a box. Now, it tasted gross. It was pasty and the cheese powder didn't taste at all like the regular KD cheese powder. So I think
joane may have been the victim of a bad KD knock-off instead of a good KD knock-off.For the record, though, my good cheap knock-off fails to achieve the truly spectacular radioactive orange that real KD seems to radiate so effectively.
In other news, I fought off the demon apathy and fixed a niggling detail with my LiveJournal today. It had long been a source of minor annoyance to me that I couldn't update my LJ directly from my recent entries page or from my friends' page. I had to go back to the LJ homepage and click on update from there, or else put the update page in my bookmark list, which is already a country mile long. Neither option really appealed to me, as I like clicking on stuff with my mouse, and so I finally changed the look of my recent entries page and my friends' page to include links to the LiveJournal pages I *use* most often.
I took the opportunity to change my "Quote of the Moment" on my recent entries page. I'm no longer feeling ambitious enough for my Henry Ford quote, and although I was tempted to put in: "The beatings will continue until morale improves," I'm not feeling quite that depressed and hopeless.
In fact, I'm rather at an in-between stage right now. I go up and down in a given day, but not as much as in the recent past. I can't seem to get really excited at anything, just as I can't get really depressed about anything either. I guess that might be a good thing for now, but I don't really like feeling numb. Not numb... restless or something. Edgy
Like waiting for the other shoe to drop, only I'm not sure the first one has fallen to begin with.
So, not crappy but not good either. Blank.
No, I'm not going to go cut. I've learned better coping mechanisms in the past year, and I don't need to prove to myself that I can still feel, and I don't need that kind of weird control over myself that I did before. Well, I do, but I exercise it in healthier and less self-destructive ways.
The office gave us cheap-ass little vanilla votive candles. Maybe I'll light it, although I generally get migraines from scented candles. Then again, I've never had a vanilla-scented one, so it might be different from all the really perfumed ones I've been exposed to in the past. If not, I'll just go to bed.
Someone unfriended me the other day after having me on his (her?) friends list for a little under three days. I wonder what I could possibly have said or not said that would be that off-putting? Oh, and I'm not particularly preoccupied by this, I'm just in a rambly mood tonight, and since I've been adding a lot of people lately I used
ingenuemuse's obsession meter to see whether any of them were adding me back or not, which is how I noticed. Otherwise I doubt it would have even been a blip on my radar.To my dismay, I've discovered that my Mage character, Blythe Kelly has a theme song. I can't think of her now without hearing Six–Blade Knife by Dire Straights on replay over and over again.
fearsclave, I'll bring the CD to the game tomorrow, so you can listen to the song if you've never heard it before. If you haven't, shame on you! Dire Straights kick all known forms of musical ass.Off to check on my KD.
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Date: 2003-02-21 08:24 pm (UTC)*goes to make KD*
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Date: 2003-02-22 04:50 am (UTC)Just so you know, and I hope mentioning it isn't bad, if it is tell me, I am really impressed with you being able to find other ways of handling the numbness other than cutting. I came very close to self injuring when I was in the hospital, but fortuanately for me saw how difficult it was for people I had grown to love to stop doing it. I realize it is a continuous fight, but you seem to really be on the right track. *hugs*
Have you been taught any good grounding techniques? You can email me if you want and I will try to bless you with my wisdom if you like ;) and oh, try WEARING a nice oil rather than candles. Candles give me headaches too. Blech. The ones I make aren't bad, but the scent isn't as pungent either.
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Date: 2003-02-23 12:56 am (UTC)... disturbing thought though... I wonder if a KD flavoured bubble tea might be any good? Radioactive orange with bubbles...