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Jul. 7th, 2008 02:20 amMy weekend has been amusing. Friday had some late night last minute hastily arranged stuff that left me slightly bruised but full of chips. Saturday had shopping where I realised that while I love Lush products I'm starting to hate the uber-saccharine-friendliness of many of their staff. Go away! I know what I want, I've picked it up and am at the till, just take the moneeeeey! Stop trying to upsell! Ahem. It also had the day of the skirt with an unfortunately placed hole. Sunday was a day of rest, of reading about cytomegalovirus, hyperemesis gravidarum and trisomy 21. And some episiotomy stuff too, followed by a session of trying to make frankenchicken! Or rather trying to learn how to suture from a book, using a not entirely defrosted chicken leg. I don't think the chicken made it.
I've yet to shake the cold, woke up this morning coughing up frothy goop and promptly lapsed back into a loudly snoring coma. Finally surfaced round two (that's 2 please, sticky keyboard, nk oo) and shovelled a bowl of gimchi flavoured instant noodles of laziness into my face. Some dropped on the floor to be gobbled up by the dog. Apparently she has been making strange smells all day since. Oops. Mind you, that probably means I have been making similar strange smells all day. Oops again.
There will be no more mead for the next while after the current batches, I'm sad to report. Moving back to Dublin will have to happen sooner or later and there's no guarantee that I'll have space to continue my favourite and easiest hobby. Ok, maybe not favourite hobby but it's right up there. Also, I'm getting a bit bored with the same old stuff so maybe it's time to take a break. Try something new. A few opportunities to expand certain skills are on the horizon and it's about time I got back to sewing, subject to favourable coin tosses or whim.
I've yet to shake the cold, woke up this morning coughing up frothy goop and promptly lapsed back into a loudly snoring coma. Finally surfaced round two (that's 2 please, sticky keyboard, nk oo) and shovelled a bowl of gimchi flavoured instant noodles of laziness into my face. Some dropped on the floor to be gobbled up by the dog. Apparently she has been making strange smells all day since. Oops. Mind you, that probably means I have been making similar strange smells all day. Oops again.
There will be no more mead for the next while after the current batches, I'm sad to report. Moving back to Dublin will have to happen sooner or later and there's no guarantee that I'll have space to continue my favourite and easiest hobby. Ok, maybe not favourite hobby but it's right up there. Also, I'm getting a bit bored with the same old stuff so maybe it's time to take a break. Try something new. A few opportunities to expand certain skills are on the horizon and it's about time I got back to sewing, subject to favourable coin tosses or whim.
