Jan. 29th, 2004

pixel39: (driftwood)
but the pockets of stupidity were particularly dense this morning. Ten minutes to go four blocks. On city streets. Where there is ordinarily little to no traffic.

Feh.
pixel39: (driftwood)
Exploding whales!

My only comment on the whole weather situation is that there has been an icicle hanging from the back driver's side door of the Pontiac for the past several days. I'm not sure which is more unsettling--that it's over a foot long, or that it's been hanging there through my daily commutes and hasn't fallen off yet.

The scarf is now five inches long.

The sweater is in the yoke stage. Wheeee!

My sister gave me a small jar of Thai curry mayonnaise for Xmas. So far it smells just like regular mayonnaise, but with curry. I smeared a very thin layer on the low-carb tortilla things I found, and there is a subtle kick. It's not offensive, at least.

I need a recipe for SoBeDiet-appropriate tortillas or wraps or what-do-you-call-ems but without soy, and then I need a tortilla press. Or I suppose I could get them in the reverse order. Or I suppose flatbreads would do just as well, provided they weren't typical Atkins (i.e., eight thousand calories of fat). I found a couple, but I think I might try coming up with my own recipe.

Poetry gathering continues for #4. Heh.

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