And then this is how my brain "entertains" itself.

The current project of getting me diurnal again is going vaguely reasonably. We shall see.

( Day, cookingish. )

( Menstrual cups: how to get me from zero to hating everyone. Includes mention of suicidal ideation. )

Fortunately for me and everyone who cares about me, the combination of meds, training, and just plain old tired means that I know this mental state, and I stare it in the face and remember that fear is the mind-killer, et cetera. (Fear, the Ectogenesis universe, K, and Rose, remind me, is the little death that's going to lead to the big death if you slip and fall.) I'm cranky, but functional; I probably wouldn't even be mentioning it if I weren't trying to set the habit of actually talking about what's going on inside my head on a daily basis in the new year. I've taken basically two years off from daily self-analysis, and that's been driving me crazy. Crazier.


... yeaaahh, how's that for the department of things-looking-ok-until-you-actually-think-about-them, huh?


( Spoilers for Connie Willis's 'Passage' )

Candied Cthulhu & Permapercinnamon Tea

Having seen them about, I finally did buy a Buddha's Hand citron on one of my excursions with Tif, and then I got around to the business of dealing with it. They smell lemony and fantastic, and I do not recommend reading SGA fic while you're working with them, for reasons that should be obvious to most bits of fanon.

http://www.instructables.com/id/Candied-Buddhas-Hand-Citron/

I treated it basically like that: cut, cook with sugar, boil down, drain, refrigerate. It is tentacular and delicious.

I happened to have on hand some strawberry popsicles (I think there's still one of mine left, but there were also the ones from Whole Paycheck). I had an inspiration, and tried the little cubes of sweet and tangy candied citron on the strawberry popsicle. I recommend this. Actually, what I really recommend is the really good strawberry sorbet with the home-candied citron, with a spoon, but what I had was popsicles.


It is persimmon season. I tried persimmons previously at my aunt's prompting, and while I could take them or leave them by themselves, I tried them in tea and it was good enough that I wanted to repeat it. Plus they're cheap fruit when in season, and I'm all about the cheap fruit.

[insert 10-minute break to watch "Persimmon Diet" -- Margaret Cho, bodily functions, and most of the humor is in her facial expressions]

So I boil up a kettle of water and brew some very strong black tea. Then I chop up some persimmons and put them in. The tea gets fruity, the fruit gets tea-y. I added some cinnamon this time. A pitcher lasts me a few days in the refrigerator. I don't recommend using persimmons that are too ripe, because that leads to a pulpy tea. The ones that are firm enough to stay in neat slices are the ones.

The NaNoWriMo "NaNo-isms" forum is for quoting hilarious things found in one's drafts. At some point, "permapermissions" (to quote the hilarity elsewhere) became "permapersimmons".

So this is permapercinnamon tea. Tasty.

Scenes from a group of friends:

"You can't stop the signal!"
"Actually, you can. You can unplug the cable box. You can change the password. You can turn off the wireless. Basically, all the things my customers do. Every. Day."
"Whatever you say, Mr. U-Verse."

"So does that make you Mal, or the sexbot?"

"This is what they trained us for at DeVry: to assess the situation, and realize: I really got to go to the bathroom. ... Yes, I will take up my position: with my pants down around my ankles! ... "Once more into the breech my--"
"Once more *out* of your breeches!"

29 tweets for 2012-1-8

In the last 24 hours, I posted the following to Twitter:

• Sunday, 0047: *introduces @xlerb, @dawnam, for watching the Rs debate and yelling at the screen*
• Sunday, 0101: @dduane I think it rhymes with "squooshbag".
• Sunday, 0309: Having braindumped at DW, time to #sleep
• Sunday, 1127: RT @JennyHolzerMom: YOU NEED TO SWALLOW YOUR IDEALS BEFORE YOU SPEAK -- NO ONE CAN UNDERSTAND YOU WITH A MOUTH FULL OF IDEALS
• Sunday, 1129: RT @JennyHolzerMom: FORTUNE SMILES ON THE WELL-PREPARED BUT THERE IS NO REASON YOU WOULD NEED SIX CONDOMS TO GO TO YOUR YOUNGER SISTER'S ...
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