|One of the best cheeses ever|
It helps that my husband has been away for a few days. Though I always miss him when he is away, I also kinda like it, because it provides me an opportunity to lapse into my single ways: sloven laziness and an utter disregard for nutrition. The unwashed wineglasses pile up in the sink, I stay up late eating Goldfish crackers, Snickers, hummus, pretzels, cheese, apples, Golden Oreos, After Eight mints, and anything else I have to hand; drink beer, wine, rum, and bourbon; and sleep until my dogs makes it very clear she has urgent and imminent needs.
Lest you think I'm a total lazeabout, I hasten to add that I multitask, at least while I'm eating and drinking: I played the Google pinata thingy about 50 times, I watched Joss Whedon's genius in the form of Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog, AND I got a little transfixed with Felicia Day (who is one of the stars of Dr. Horrible), making my way through her filmography on Netflix, then scouted for YouTube videos of her either singing or playing the violin (she's actually quite good), THEN working my way through her Flog, which I loved. How was it that other vaguely recognizing her from Season 7 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, I didn't suspect her wonderfully geeky existence? Seriously, how adorable is she?
I also watched the first episodes of Portlandia, Breaking Bad, and How I Met Your Mother. I think I really like Breaking Bad and will
I also read fanfiction. Specifically, Harry Potter fanfiction. More specifically, Hermione/Snape. There's one that's quite good called The Fire and the Rose, where Neville has an accident in potions that causes his cauldron to explode, and the polyjuice potion he was brewing becomes something else entirely: Hermione and Snape find themselves looking like each other, and the effects take months to wear off, not an hour. I usually skim it for the naughty bits but this time I've been reading it straight through. It's interesting watching Hermione learn how to wield authority like a professor and watching Snape learn how to interact with Harry and Ron without becoming apoplectic. It's a solid piece of fanfiction, better written than average, with a conceit that plays out well. There aren't that many naughty bits--I think they occur in only two chapters--so if the thought of Hermione/Snape leaves you squicked, you could skip them.
|Mina, aka The Grey Ghost|
|Him is the handsomest furry, purr-y, Murray boy, him is.|
|Looking over the Connecticut River valley, just up the road from my house|
|Roxie in the car|