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It's a bit frustrating to have an archive expand on you while you're trying to read through it. By which I mean there are now 200 Ladystuck works rather than 196. The Treats archive has also expanded, but I expected that to happen which is why I planned to leave it until after I worked through the main archive. I guess some people have been posting additional works in the main archive rather than the Treats archive for whatever reason, which... I mean, they do qualify by length, but that sort of extra gift is precisely what the Treats archive is for, so...
Well, mostly I'm just annoyed because if even one more work is posted to the main archive, it will muck up the pagination of my rec lists, which is a very silly reason to be annoyed, all things considered, so I will shush now. *wry*
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In other news, today I bought postage stamps, deposited a check (my semiannual dividends from Vanguard, which I never include in my budgeting and therefore form my emergency 'oh shit how do I pay for this???' fund), discovered that Thayer Appliance does not carry the type of range drip pan I need, was told that County Wide Appliance Service (which has the simultaneously most minimal and terrible website I've seen in a good long while) might have what I'm looking for, acquired Eric Rutkow's American Canopy: Trees, Forests, and the Making of a Nation from the public library, bought more vodka since I'd run out last week, and finished reading G. R. Elton's Policy and Police: The Enforcement of the Reformation in the Age of Thomas Cromwell which is slightly overdue to Olin Library and which I plan to return on Friday. Also I made stir fry, because food is necessary to life.
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I claimed a slow-cooker recipe collection as one of my free magazines from work this week -- every smoke shop employee is allowed to claim six of the to-be-returned magazines per week -- in anticipation of getting a crockpot for my birthday. Frankly, that cannot arrive too soon. I get so tired of standing over a stove keeping an eye on food, and the delay between deciding, "Oh, hey, I should do something about dinner" and actually getting to eat is incredibly frustrating... which is why tonight I actually ate a frozen Stouffer's dinner before I cooked. *wry* The stir fry is currently in my freezer waiting to be thawed in four or five days, depending on whether I bring home takeout between now and then to supplement the three baked chicken thighs (plus beans & onions, because yay vegetables?) that I cooked on Friday and moved into the fridge to thaw tonight. Leftovers are my friends.
(Saturday dinner will be pizza at the grocery store, since bus schedules mean I always have twenty-five minutes to kill between arriving and starting to shop.)
Well, mostly I'm just annoyed because if even one more work is posted to the main archive, it will muck up the pagination of my rec lists, which is a very silly reason to be annoyed, all things considered, so I will shush now. *wry*
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In other news, today I bought postage stamps, deposited a check (my semiannual dividends from Vanguard, which I never include in my budgeting and therefore form my emergency 'oh shit how do I pay for this???' fund), discovered that Thayer Appliance does not carry the type of range drip pan I need, was told that County Wide Appliance Service (which has the simultaneously most minimal and terrible website I've seen in a good long while) might have what I'm looking for, acquired Eric Rutkow's American Canopy: Trees, Forests, and the Making of a Nation from the public library, bought more vodka since I'd run out last week, and finished reading G. R. Elton's Policy and Police: The Enforcement of the Reformation in the Age of Thomas Cromwell which is slightly overdue to Olin Library and which I plan to return on Friday. Also I made stir fry, because food is necessary to life.
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I claimed a slow-cooker recipe collection as one of my free magazines from work this week -- every smoke shop employee is allowed to claim six of the to-be-returned magazines per week -- in anticipation of getting a crockpot for my birthday. Frankly, that cannot arrive too soon. I get so tired of standing over a stove keeping an eye on food, and the delay between deciding, "Oh, hey, I should do something about dinner" and actually getting to eat is incredibly frustrating... which is why tonight I actually ate a frozen Stouffer's dinner before I cooked. *wry* The stir fry is currently in my freezer waiting to be thawed in four or five days, depending on whether I bring home takeout between now and then to supplement the three baked chicken thighs (plus beans & onions, because yay vegetables?) that I cooked on Friday and moved into the fridge to thaw tonight. Leftovers are my friends.
(Saturday dinner will be pizza at the grocery store, since bus schedules mean I always have twenty-five minutes to kill between arriving and starting to shop.)
