Hot and Sour Soup with extra red pepper flakes. Pack in pyrex bowl <3 Pyrex. More expensive but way way worth it if Left Overs means Plastic Taste to you... It does for me. I hate leftovers. Paige's helpful tip of the day.
Of course, last night i did not bring my own food. Here's what happened.
11am I decide to go down to Boston and hang out with K who's taking the day to work from home. Hey! I had a day where I was going to be working from home too! Score! plus I had just made some rice that I'm particularly proud of and I wanted to share it with someone. For the record. I don't like rice. That's why if i make it, I cook it in some stock. Here's a good way to make Rice via a pressure cooker..
White Rice 1 cup + 1 1/2 cups of stock. I use Dashi (fish stock.. it doesn't taste like fish, it tastes smokey, the backbone of any good miso soup starts with dashi stock)
Add one cup of water to the pressure cooker and put the bottom into the cooker so the bowl you're using doesn't touch the bottom of the cooker.
Put a HIGH TEMP SAFE BOWL into the pressure cooker. Make sure the bowl doesn't touch the sides of the pressure cooker. Now Add the Rice and the stock (or water if you want to be boring) Add seasonings. Salt. Butter. Sesame seeds, flakes of bacon..whatever you want to infuse the rice with. It's all easier if you assemble it with the bowl already in the pressure cooker. Trust me. Trial and Error girl here! Pressure cook (from when the thing starts whistling and getting loud) the white rice for 5-6 minutes ONLY. Cut the heat and let it cool for about 5 minutes. Let it sit. Open the container. Congrads. you just made a cup of infused rice in 10 minutes give or take the time it takes to cool enough that you can eat the stuff.
Back to the story. So I head down and we hang out for a while and eventually the rice has worn off and I'm hungry. So we go to the greek deli and I get a Gyro. OMG Good. With more lamb in it than I feel okay eating. So wrap half of it up and leave it in the car. I'll be going home in about an hour anyway.. right? Right? No. Of course not. This is me. one hour becomes Rush Hour Time. Becomes Nap time on K's Bed Of Amazing. Her bed is like the clouds come down and give you a foot massage and sing you a song while Morpheus comes and stands there reading the script to Gaimen's 2011 Dr. Who script while he waits for you to sleep because he knows this ain't going to take to long.
So I wake up at 10pm and OMG! I have to be at work in one hour! OMG! I'm in South End! OMG! I'm still wearing sweatpants. OH CRAP! I don't think I have enough gas to make it back! BLARGH! Crazy panic.. oh wait Comfortable bed *purrr*
Well anyway I made it to work on time and defrosted the frozen gyro at work. Little did I realize that the sparse onions suddenly became TOXIC SECRET GAS BOMBS while defrosting. I'm not sure of the science but I know they went from me eating them around her and not even thinking about the smell... to me eating them a few hours later and mulitple co-workers rushing to find me gum.
The rest of the night didn't fare so well either. Everyone had a case of the Uhhh-duhs. Myself included. It was like everyone's brain was wiped from watching the superbowl. and my brain was thinking.. Man.. I wish I didn't have to be a work right now. Then at 6 I'm working on one of the machines and my stomach made a noise like this "grrrupp!" Ugh Grumpy tummy. This does not bode well.
7:30 am I need to stop off at the store and grab some parm cheese. I might make spaghetti later in the week and nothing is worse than tomato sauce without some parm. As I'm checking the coffee asile for any sales. IT HAPPENS. The most rankest gaseous Silent but VERY deadly I think my body has ever NOT uttered. I look around and do the only thing I can do.. I flee. FLEE the stench. a few moments later as I'm hiding out in the next aisle over pretending to look at Frosted Flakes... and looking for Boo Berry.. I hear the gagging of the people left in the aftermath of my oniony destruction. Needless to say. I drove home with the windows DOWN. I think the glass windows in the Market Basket shattered or at least cracked after I left (in a hurry mind you) I mean I don't know if they actually did, but I bet they did with the collective gasp of everyone sucking in air at once so they could make for the exits.
Epic Gassy Win! Thanks Red Onions From a Frozen Gyro!
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- Mood:
giggly
So I woke up and stepped on the scale. I should have expected this. Every weekend the beer (sometimes) and heavy food flow at Casa Paige. What can I say.. I like to cook. But my big downfall is fast food. Working at night the only places open are Burger King (ugh), Taco Bell (yay! they know me. 1 Crunchy Fresco taco and 1 Volcano taco, cheese to the side), and because of McDonald's Coffee War with Dunkin Doughnuts, McDs. This is dangerous. And bad. For those who aren't in New England. Dunkin Doughnuts RULES New England. It's not uncommon for 3 Dunkin'' stores on one street. Main street alone has Three if you count the one inside the grocery store and EVERY morning they're packed. Even at 3am there's people in the stores. McDonalds has a special coffee brew that's a clone of Dunkin's style and they sell it "any size for 1 dollar) which is cheeper than Dunkins (but lacks the love if you ask me..and I need my hot shot of love in my coffee). Needless to say everyone at work has made the switch to 1 dollar large McDonald's Coffee. Yes readers.. I've fallen into the McDonald's "While I'm here.. give me a..." trap. Hot food for 1.08$ Damn you Dollar Menu! That's the problem. I could have already had food before leaving for work but fresh food on the really cheep is RIGHT THERE! and I'm already in line!
This has totes gotta stop! I'm a cook after all. I've tried packing a lunch but then I always end up leaving the cheep ass plastic bowls at work and then there's the *puppy dog eyes* factor. My Red Hot Infused Boiled Potatoes was such a hit that I have an order to bring to work today (Easy. take Russets, slice them up, put them in a pressure cooker with a pat of butter and enuff Franks Red Hot to cover. Add 1/3 cup of water and a few sliced open Jalapeños. Pressure cook for a half hour at max heat. Let it cool on the stove. Viola. VERY spicy and awesome Taters.)
Enter the concept of BENTO BOXES. Okay.. I see you in the back rolling your eyes. Shush. I just discovered the site just bento. Good stainless steel bentos boxes can be found on Ebay. (because unlike lunch boxes, bentos tend to be a lunchbox where every bit of it is used for storage, it's small, leakproof and keeps the food warm for you. Plus I can keep it in my locker at work and not have to worry about Mr. Troll sneeking any of it) And most importantly. I can make use of my SPORK. my beloved titanium Spork. oh and it can be carbined to the bento so now I have no excuse to forget my dishes at work. Because I always do. Also perk of bentos (at least the ones I'm interested in) Keeps Food Warm so it survives the Make at 5 Eat at 1am trek.
So this is my mission. Stop it with the dollar menu at McDonalds. Pack small hot lunches. Keep it in the car so when I'm going on my 12:30 coffee run I have the food RIGHT THERE to remind me.. NO. Eat ME instead. (because let's face it. Paige is a creature of instinct)
So Ahem. I'll be updating regularly to let you know how that's going. Is anyone else willing to go in on this with me? Share recipes and such? Even if this stuff isn't new news to ya'll, I figure someone'd appreciate the links.
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- Mood:
creative - Music:Franco Molinari - Opera (Destined Remixed) (Suburbs of Goa: Desi-influenced Asian world beats. [Soma
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Also, my favorite guilty pleasure is back.. RuPaul's drag race. ^_^
- Mood:
ecstatic
so I'm here at my computer helping people to get to work. No joke. I'm
like Oracle from DC Comics. I'm even rocking the same hairstyle at the
moment. Awesome.
Crazy amount of Police presence.
Don't you feel warm and happy seeing my kitty icon?
Okay is everyone relaxed and calm?
Look back at the kitty..
Okay?
Torchwood is being americanized.
Ya'll hide in the attic, I'll be hiding in the basement.
We are ALL going to Die.
- Mood:
scared
Right now I'm doing both. My mom called in the middle of my onion chopping and I think I understood about half of what she said. I told her I was wearing goggles and chopping onions So I would like very much to call her back when I wasn't covered in four different types of tear causers. I don't think she heard me.
I think I may be running a fever which is wonderful and just what I need. At least my tooth doesn't hurt anymore. Now that I'm done chopping up the onions and smelling up the place, I'm going to go take a shower. I found that if you use a dutch oven (or two cast iron skillets placed on top of eachother) while cooking onions.. you can cook things on TOP of the iron and they get all infused with oniony flavor and it's Really Good. I'm not joking.
But I do think I'm running a bit of a fever so I'm going to avoid getting behind the wheel of a car today. I'm free till 3pm but I'm not going to leave the apartment.
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- Mood:
irate
There's stupid afoot!
At work my paycheck was messed up. They forgot to pay me vacation time for the Sunday before New Years (beacause I was in St. Louis) and because of that they didn't pay me holiday pay for New Years, New Years Eve aaaaand so I have a paycheck that looks like I worked one week of vacation time the previous week. This is why you try to have savings. It's no huge drama. It'll be resolved next paycheck if not sooner. I just managed to put a good dent in my weekend plans.
So nothing else of real excitement happened. I have a toothache due to my bottom wisdom teeth pushing out a bit more. I don't understand what's taking these teeth so long. There's room in my mouth. They aren't impacted. I don't need to have them removed.. I'm just honest to Gaia .. teething. At 32. People at work find it funny as hell. (my boss is cranky, she's teething) If you don't remember what it's like, it's like having a kernel of popcorn stuck between your teeth.. but at the very back of your mouth. Just that annoying feeling and the instinct to tongue the area. Which makes me look very smart."
Speaking of smart. So I'm home now and working on a website. At Facebook Friend's recommendation I take some pain killers. Normally I savor the chance to roll around and solicit pity and backrubs, but
1. It was midnight
2. I'm alone
3. I have work to do.
Now understand I don't normally take pain killers and then stay awake.. Normally my pain killers come loaded in NyQuil. So I grab the bottle from the shelf and down a single tab. This better work. Momma's got work to finish here and I can't spend the night CHEWING on things or fighting the urge to chew on things. (it's not painful as much as it's annoying)
So I pop the pill.. 1am..
I feel Dopey. Not drunk but.. off. This is not a big deal.
2am dumping olive oil on the floor to polish it seems like a good idea (actually it is if you use moderation.)
3am I should empty my trash.
I go to throw out the trash and leave my door open. Endo is playing and it's a bit "harder" than what I normally would allow my door to be open for. You have to understand that while I have a love of The Metal and The Industrial. I don't like to inflict it on other people. Much like my singing. So as I'm leaving the really sweet guy next door is coming up the stairs. I pass him every day and he's been living next door to me but he doesn't KNOW I live next door to him. Most of the floor believes a very brutal man lives here.It works out to my advantage.
So not wanting to worry the guy next door with my Metal Music. I tell him something along the lines of "my door is open and I'm listening to music but I'll be right back and shut the door. Don't worry. Once I shut the door you aren't going to hear it. I uh.. I'm the girl who lives next to you." That's what I think I said and that's bad enough.. I'm sure it came out much more dorkier than it reads. He just sorta looked at me and I almost said "look. I'm white. Just be glad it ain't country." but then I realized that my words where a bit jumbled.. Even for me. Am I drunk? Earlier I had some wine while caramelizing onions for a nummy treat.
But no. Not that much wine.
I I pick up my 1998 New Beetle Service Manual and try to read it. (always a good gage for when something is wrong) The words exist but they aren't making complete thoughts in my head. Okay Paige. You're clearly not sick or drunk but your brain is foggy. Time to make some epic coffee and find out what's wrong.
I check the bottle of naproxen sodium. How old is this stuff? I recall I bought it when Sara lived with me.. so it's old. I really should stop indulging in pain so much. The bottle was full so I didn't think twice about it.. but Sara moved out years ago and.. Oh snap yo! This shit expired a while ago. As in Last year A while ago.
So now I"m drinking Epic coffee and it's 4:30 am so I'm "sober" by sunup. Except I realize now that it's no longer 4:30 and it's 6:30. Trippy.
I need these drugs to be out of my brain.
- Mood:
weird
If humanity were to become extinct, do you think another animal species would evolve to take our place? What lessons do you think they'd learn from our successes and failures? Submitted By |
I doubt they would learn our language to learn what a dead species offers. But I really hope the new animal is something we'd never see evolving. like a Sloth or beta fish.
so.. anyone have a copy of Season 2 of Chuck? I'm not allowed *hangs head* to start season 3 of Chuck till I finish Season 2.
So I started to get in an argument with K today because fundamentally we're very different people. give me a computer, clean clothes that are comfortable, food and juicy souls good friends and I'm happy and she.. she needs STUFF.. So middle of a no win argument that would only end in hurt feelings and me being a jerk, I pointed at a shiny shadow puppet on the way named Glee! I mean odds are that she'd be a fan of it because... well Jane Lynch. Turns out she is.. so I launch on her my theory about the Dancing Ninja.
I hear someone in the back going WHAT? So allow me to elaborate.
I first noticed the dancing ninja in the "I busted out your car windows" or whatever the name of that song was. It's the scene where Mercedes throws a rock through Kurt's window. All the cheerleaders start dancing behind her. Behind her and to the left (our left) there's a dancer with short hair. All the other cheerleaders have ponytails and you will see them on set, but not her. So she's just.. THERE. and then she's gone. She also swings a mean hammer. Ninjas use sledge hammers! I've seen Ninja Scroll! #OMGFACTS! Also she wears Converse sneakers (this joke means nothing.. unless it means something to you). So the song ends.. she vanishes.. but she'll surface during some dance numbers. You never get a really good look at her but she's got short shoulder length blond hair and doesn't seem to be a member of team glee or team cherrio. She just appears..dances..and she's gone. You never see her in a classroom or as an extra. She's just THERE to dance.. she's the Dancing Ninja.
Now I could be wrong about all of this, I was just desperate to lighten the mood ya know? but I might be on to something.
When you wake up, what's the first thing you think about? What's the last thing you think about before you fall asleep? Are they the same? Submitted By |
I came home from work and tended to my blistered foot. Around 10am I laid myself down in bed to read a book and keep off my wounded limb. My last thought was "I hope the repair guy's call wakes me up. He's 2 hours late"
My first thought waking up and seeing my phone off due to battery death (I was streaming music and unplugged it in my sleep) was crap. I hope he didn't call! Then I realized that he never called, it's 3 pm and I slept away the morning. My second thought was.. "what? 4 hour and no e-mail or txt msg from anyone?" And I felt sorta bummed out. So I limped down to the mailbox, cursing my new more intense workout regimen.. and in my mailbox was one thing. An ad from Gold's Gym reminding me that I must be out of shape.
So now I'm debating finishing drinking my Moxie and going back to bed.. then I searched online for a recipe for Chineese Brockili (sp) and found this http://tinyurl.com/y8s5caq and my day suddenly got better. :) I had to laugh at the "how to cut vegies" instructions. Use a knife!
- Mood:
amused
That's all there is to say except a little mewing of "owie!"
- Mood:
discontent
What day is it? Day 4? Christ if my new years resolution isn't killing me. Today I walked to Nikki's place and watched End of Time Part 2. When did you almost cry? I Sucked It In when Grandpa started to sob. I just have a hard time when certian people (even fictional) cry. That's all I say about that. Beware Spoilers in Comments!
On the walk home I decided to walk the railroad tracks.
AH. Ha Ha Ha. NO. That was stupid. That was VERY stupid. Clearly no train has transversed these tracks in a while. Knee high snow drifts and by the time I encountered the Snow Drifts of Doom, there was no where to go but over the drifts.
The weekend went very well. I even was able to see the Good Dr. Homes with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
biochrome at Chunky's. Beer and Bromance. It was wonderful! Thanks Mr. Biochrome. Enjoy the paint thinner that tastes like heaven (I made Lemoncello with everclear a few weeks ago.. there's no way I can drink that stuff. It needs to go to someone who can handle drinking)
I'm looking for but cant' find the Soup: Clipdown pt 1 & Pt 2 (Best of 2009)
Anyone gots?
Well well! I'm home! A few words come to mind. Happy. Elated. Wanting to roll on the floor with glee (after I mop and wax it that is..) But every bright sunny day comes with sunburn...
I had a flat tire on my car, Gallon of Kombucha exploded in my closet. upon doing my laundry I found that SURPRISE I was out of change. Le Gasp!
But I'm home and I look forward to joining
hsmichael and tuberatn for Dr. Who watching. You hear me ladies?Also I'm totally hooked on Planet Earth again!
Okay it's 6pm and i have to work tonight. I'm so not going to sleep. I'm just so pleased to be home.
- Mood:
giddy
Not much has happened here. Some laughy things.
My mom tried to make coffee according to the instructions on the dunkin doughnuts bag.
Failed. I proposed instead of 24 scoops to make 12 cups, use 12 scoops to make 6 cups and then Make Another Pot Later.
The coffee still sucked. The coffee maker is a 1990's plastic chunk of terrible. I've talked my mom into buying a new maker. Somethings I don't fux with and coffee is one of them.
Our christmas dinner was spegetti. I'm not complaining, but it was ragu with added sugar, salt and garlic powder. HOW did I come from these people?! I mean I know I'm strange but I KNOW it! My friends have spoiled me. I miss you guys.
But the best thing about the trip so far was finding out that one of my realitives collects Kinkade artwork and belives computers house the devil. Let me repeat that. The devil lives in computers like christ lives in the wafer and wine.
:3
Mweeeee!HeeeHeee! It warrents it's own special laugh. It was glorrious. I INVENTED a laugh for it. We have badshit insane family on my mom's side and I ain't surprised one bit. It's terrible to mock family but as I'm using my phone to type this,.. I can say "the devil made me do it"
- Mood:
devious
Plane pains. Normally when I travel I use just my backpack and no
suitcases. This year I reversed that. Just my snowboarding jacket (with it's
way to many pockets and digital media friendly setup.. oh and easy access
photo id pocket). No carryon. I'm serrious. Our flight from Detroit was
delayed takeoff because there was zilch room for carryons.
Yes. You have to pay for luggage to be checked. (Unless you fly
southwest) but just for this week, it may be worth it. Also wear a shirt
under your hoodie. (I left for the airport shortly after getting home so I
dressed college student casual) because they have you remove them now.
Really? How many Rebel Scums did they find wearing an Harvard hoodie that
they made this rule?
So thems my travel hints.
In other news: I've been here 1 day and the storms have moved in. It is
official When Paige visits the midwest, she brings THE THUNDER (and
tornados)
Detroit's airport is very japanese..which is strange. You know how they
repeat announcements in other languages. English, spanish, french... and
sometimes mix it up..like near Canada it's english then french then
spanish.. Well I've never heard terminal announcements in Japanesse. It was
neat (it was a reminder that Detroit is in the Eastren time zome)
Oh and I had paperwork to fill out at work and I did that while in detroit.
I love my phone and I love the internet. It was like..
"Love to come in and sign that off chief, but I'm taxing to the terminal in
Detroit."
"Now?"
"Yes. I'm told it's 30 degrees and The Lake is 1/3 frozen looks very
pretty."
"So.. you aren't in New England"
"Nope. But fear not! I am a geek! (And I explain how I can fill out that
paperwork and get it back to him)"
So arrived safe. Want to go home. Dosed on meds so I can keep the sniffles
at side. My mom is blasting KMOX and for fucks sake it's 9am. My brother's
sleeping. I don't need to hear political bullshit this fucking early in the
morning. Right wing. Left wing Shut the fuck up! Okay! Be god damn human.
On the plane from manchester a total churchlady type gave me (a grungy
lesbo) a luna bar and I gave her gum. Just be human.
Okay my ma is all shoutin at me (and my brother is still trying to sleep)
more ranting later.
I was getting all emo about loosing my journal after 10 years (almost) and still being to stuborn to renew (everyone is on twitter or facebook) so.. Rar! RAR¡
To celebrate I shall find/make many new icons!
- Mood:
dorky
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Btw. It wasn't the laser that caused the taste. That's very unlikely. It's more likely that the gold plating that I was carving sent up dust and That got into my drink… still. I want a prehensile tail.
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- Mood: devious
HEY! I have Google Wave Invites (only 4 left) and this is awesome for RPGers (paper type)
Check out this blog http://www.theshinywave.com/news/google-w
- Mood:
exhausted
Do you think honesty is really the best policy when it comes to relationships? Is total honesty possible, let alone desirable? Submitted By |
This is interesting.
See a few months ago I lied to a friend about something relationship based. See years ago something went down between the two of us and there was intense dramaz as a result and I don't know..she blocked it out or something. Not wanting to revisit that whole drama llama I just told her that said event was with someone else, thus offsetting the entire timeline by 3 years, so she knows I lied.
The moral of the story, if there's no good to come of the truth and you suck at lying. Shut up and use the "it's personal" excuse.
In other news..I'm hungry.
- Mood:
hungry
well. I know, your welcome.
Everything is fine except..they unplugged my fridge. Ye gods. Fuuuuuck. I
will wait till it re-colds before opening it and checking the damage. But
fuuuck.
It was an adventure getting the cat to leave. Eventually I just grabbed
her (crate was useless) and put her over my shoulder and then on the street
to go to my car. God forbid I take her to the vet.
I have no sickdays left but I am so very sleepy that I dunno if I will
make it to work tonight. :(
Now I sleep
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